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It's been awhile, but in the honor of Halloween I will deign to procrastinate and scribble some meaningless tripe on this blinding computer screen. Life sucks.
Happy?
I hate all those idiots in the school hallways who think they're thugs and that walking at a normal pace is uncool. Yeah, I'm sure it's very sexy to walk like a gimp with a lobotomy. Shexxxay. Fuckers.
Speaking of fuckers, I hate underclassmen, too. I'm glad you guys are all so thrilled to be in high school. Really, I am glad you're having fun since are still reveling in the happiness of 10th grade English and such and in a year or two you'll want to kill yourselves. But I don't know why the hell you sound like you're getting fucked up the ass. Just stop it. Stop it now. Whatever your blonde friend said isn't that funny. I promise. And get the hell off my backpack, I'm not your fucking cane.
Bitches.
Alright. I spent this weekend doing homework and it was enjoyable, except fucking not.
I didn't know I was this angry until I started writing here. I just know that school better get better soon or I'm going to flip a shit and shove someone down the stairs or rain down hellfire and brimstone. Hey, it's Halloween, isn't it?
Only a little more vulgarity for the road: fucking Biology, fucking Calculus, fucking cross country. Fucking fuck, I hate senior year. And it's only a matter of weeks before I've got to immerse myself in the hell that is college applications.
Happy?
I hate all those idiots in the school hallways who think they're thugs and that walking at a normal pace is uncool. Yeah, I'm sure it's very sexy to walk like a gimp with a lobotomy. Shexxxay. Fuckers.
Speaking of fuckers, I hate underclassmen, too. I'm glad you guys are all so thrilled to be in high school. Really, I am glad you're having fun since are still reveling in the happiness of 10th grade English and such and in a year or two you'll want to kill yourselves. But I don't know why the hell you sound like you're getting fucked up the ass. Just stop it. Stop it now. Whatever your blonde friend said isn't that funny. I promise. And get the hell off my backpack, I'm not your fucking cane.
Bitches.
Alright. I spent this weekend doing homework and it was enjoyable, except fucking not.
I didn't know I was this angry until I started writing here. I just know that school better get better soon or I'm going to flip a shit and shove someone down the stairs or rain down hellfire and brimstone. Hey, it's Halloween, isn't it?
Only a little more vulgarity for the road: fucking Biology, fucking Calculus, fucking cross country. Fucking fuck, I hate senior year. And it's only a matter of weeks before I've got to immerse myself in the hell that is college applications.