October 2010
173 posts

Oh HEY.
I had a good tumblr.
I mean time
I had a good time.





Everything seems overdone and pointless.
Don’t touch this, not in that direction, no don’t tie it like that, no spin clockwise, not with that hand, don’t stand there, don’t eat here, it’s a bad time, it’s a bad hour, it’s a bad day, don’t touch the bucket.
No mom, I don’t even want to touch the…
“Don’t set fire to the kitchen”
jeez.
Go to a resort somewhere, party.
They should leave us alone to wreak as much havoc as possible for a week and then they can come back.
Honestly, I don’t think anyone was emotionally scarred during the boys booty dance. I heard laughing, not cries of agony.
Senior Lounge?

Senior Hottie? OMG HOT PEPUL MAKE UGLY KID FEEL BAD!!!!!!!
I deal with it every day. Get over it.
somebody wasn’t prom queen in highschool..
English essay! Whats that? Oh you’re due tomorow? And you have to be at least 4 pages long? And its 10 o’clock and I haven’t started you? Whats that? Oh I’m screwed?
Woahhh hey calm down.
OMG NEITHER HAVE I SHITHSHITSHITHSITHTISHrhfjdskldfg
ahh well I’ll do it tomorrow morning.
but apparently we’re the shittiest class that ever existed. Damnit.
