I love being broke. Today my kung fu shoes ripped. Yesterday my vans also got a lovely ripped lacehole (is that a word?), that was actually previously ripped but i had thought i had fixed. Nope. Maybe it's time i invest in some new shoes. I'm so needy, i swear. Perhaps that makes me a bad person. Too bad i can't invest without money, so if anyone has a pair of size 9 shoes they don't want then HOLLA. I love you, help a brotha out. I go back to school on the 24th. Damn.