Can't Stop Partying

I can't stop. I won't stop. I'm sick with some virus and it doesn't stop me. Entertain a whole class, can't stop. Pushing cars for people, won't stop. Being "called out" over facebook to fight, won't stop.
Heres just 1 day of whatevers to me. I'm easily entertained so its not like my life can get boring, but I naturally run into these situations. I don't force fun because then telling the story of it isn't as fun and unpredictable.
Heres my Friday February 11, 2011.
I logg on facebook at 12am and the day has already started with this guy Bobby Browne calling me out over facebook.

This is why I am naturally entertaining. I did nothing for this, you can see he has no reason and it just sits perfectly on my lap for me to talk about. He says I talk shit. Okay. I'll talk shit, 1 of the people that 'liked' this status aka one of Bobbys friends is named Brandon Zinzafuck and he has a restraining order for being a freaking creep and going to my neighbors games by himself. Theres more. I sent a message to him with this picture a couple months ago:

I photoshopped this with a picture he had on facebook.

and not only did he tell my neighbors like a bitch, he cried. He walked away crying. My neighbors thought he was a perfect piece of shit. No. So theres an idea for the people that hate on me. If anyone who hates me reads this(which they will). He put this picture on the internet making it public for the world to see it, I didn't break any laws on this. So back to my day. I went to bed thinking to myself"wow, Bobby may be retarded" I can take a picture of the whole thing and if he really wanted to come after me, I can show the police and that would end that. I leave to take the snapshot in the morning hoping maybe he smarted up and deleted the post. No. He didn't.

We'll get back to this, I went to philosophy feeling like crap and just sat there, I don't like my teacher, he reminds me of my science teacher when I was in 9th grade and I did not like that man. Me and Ethan showed up late, so it was the first time we didn't sit next to each other(this is a 4 hour long class). I sit next to some attractive people and start talking, the attractive people like me. When class finally gets out I check my voicemail since I got a call from some weird number. Its the Wipe Out office and they say they like my stuff(I'll make a post of that story soon) all I need is an online profile(which I made later that night). After class Ethan needed to get some school supplies and I thought I would give him company to staples which is literally right down the hill from where we live. When we get in the car he shows me his fancy "Red Bull". I'm not impressed, I hate energy drinks. I try to hurry him up to just get stuff done, but the car is having trouble to start and when it does start up, it doesnt for long. My friend Ethan and Kelsey have always wanted to drive until they ran out of gas because it seems"fun". Its not fun. I had to get out and push when I was sick, but when we finally got it to the Chevron down the hill, where there where mexicans working at the car wash. It wasn't easy, we needed this mans assistance and when we finally got it up the slope, Ethan didn't say"thank you", he said"gracias". I think thats pretty funny. It didn't even occur to him. As he is paying for gas all I have to say is"What happened to your wings?".

I usually have work on Fridays, but I got it off because I wasn't feeling good, so I go to my grandparents instead and log on facebook. Bobby just kept it up and my buddie Daniel Taghdiri defends me like the sweetheart he is. Bobby's post is getting some attention, so this is what I do. I post this"hey bobby I took a picture of this post so if you come anywhere near me, I'll make this a big deal, you can try and make up excuses why you want to hit me, but earlier you say you have no reason. I know you wanted to seem badass by putting this as a status so everyone can see, but you're retarded and I'm not going to fight you. Keep blowing up though its been entertaining for a lot of people. 

PS call me a fag all you want, but I don't get offended like you do when I say you're retarded. So please keep hating on me, it does nothing." This is what he does, he deletes me from his friends list and deletes the post like a little girl. My friend Dan sends the same thing saying"hey Jacob meant to send this to you....", but he deletes that like a little girl. So now he is the only one who is allowed to say shit on his post I guess cause he's super baddass? Whatever. I send him this message.

Heres a tip. If you're trying not to prove my point of you being retarded, learn to spell correctly. We didn't fight. We won't fight. Can't stop. Won't stop.
Ps. All my posts are real. You can laugh, Bobby's after me not you.