Enjoy my solo...

NO BEER TODAY
NO BEER TODAY
YOU CAN'T BUY BEER ON SUNDAY

NO BEER TODAY
NO BEER TODAY
YOU'LL HAVE TO COME BACK ON MONDAY


I'm super pumped, like, I look like this:



I don't even fricking know who this kid is, but on the inside, I look like that. I'm super euphoric, and I kind of want to jump up and down, singing the aforementioned beer song.

WAIT A MINUTE
I've already done that... Even though when I try to talk, no sound comes out. That's how fricking happy I am.

Hey, you! Why the hell are you so happy?

MY ROOMMATE'S MOVING OUT, YO.
It's FINALLY happening. Hopefully, I'll be less stressed now that I don't have a crazy Chinese girl--she's fricking 17--being all Communistic in my room. You think I'm joking, but I'm not. I'm going to be able to actually be ME soon.

If it says anything, my acne wasn't really all THAAAT bad, and then she moved in. And now, it's like, RIDIC. If it doesn't clear up, I'm going to kick her in the face... Except not really, because I don't want to have to get all the way over to the dorm that she's moving into.

My voice is GONE. I've never actually lost it completely before... which I think is pretty surprising. I want to run down the hall on my floor, and just scream euphoric-like comments, but I can't. My voice is GONE. I mean, theoretically, if it wasn't gone after the game today, it'd be gone now. However, I don't want to hurt my throat any more than it is already, so I didn't scream or talk really, or anything. Oh, if I could have though, I would have been singing the beer song over and over again... I did it once, and then realized that my throat HATES ME. So, I'll do it again, here!!!

NO BEER TODAY
NO BEER TODAY
YOU CAN'T BUY BEER ON SUNDAY

NO BEER TODAY
NO BEER TODAY
YOU'LL HAVE TO COME BACK ON MONDAY

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digga dat!