it's shit because you make it shit
word of the day: shit.
it was sketchy, but shit captured the essense that was today better.
/my back is killing me.
/my chem teacher went completely bipolar on us and yelled at my group for not making a good chapter 9 review. yes, like the class wanted to hear about covalent bonds anyways. ugh. he's such a crackhead.
/tater tots are $1.25 - that is just obscene.
/this annoying f-cking freshman who f-cking f-cks between every f-cking word he f-cking says in order to f-cking f-ck off this other f-cking freshman.
/spanish class. enough said.
/tortured bullied souls. c'mon people, bullies are so passe. just deal with the fact that you have no life/self-esteem/insert good attribute here.
/in english we talked about war and further led me to the belief that humanity should just fuck themselves.
/in reference to piano, practice does make perfect. you can't just bs a song like you can for an essay. thus, if you hadnt practiced before your lesson, you're screwed.
/my piano is a manic-depressive spinster, and it makes me really sad. she seemed really pissy today, but i pitied more than spited her.
/chinese school finals tomorrow. and i'm being a loser and staying home on a friday night to study for them.
/i would prefer to have another life.
/i've been feeling like such a dimple lala.
it was sketchy, but shit captured the essense that was today better.
/my back is killing me.
/my chem teacher went completely bipolar on us and yelled at my group for not making a good chapter 9 review. yes, like the class wanted to hear about covalent bonds anyways. ugh. he's such a crackhead.
/tater tots are $1.25 - that is just obscene.
/this annoying f-cking freshman who f-cking f-cks between every f-cking word he f-cking says in order to f-cking f-ck off this other f-cking freshman.
/spanish class. enough said.
/tortured bullied souls. c'mon people, bullies are so passe. just deal with the fact that you have no life/self-esteem/insert good attribute here.
/in english we talked about war and further led me to the belief that humanity should just fuck themselves.
/in reference to piano, practice does make perfect. you can't just bs a song like you can for an essay. thus, if you hadnt practiced before your lesson, you're screwed.
/my piano is a manic-depressive spinster, and it makes me really sad. she seemed really pissy today, but i pitied more than spited her.
/chinese school finals tomorrow. and i'm being a loser and staying home on a friday night to study for them.
/i would prefer to have another life.
/i've been feeling like such a dimple lala.