Physics makes me wanna LALALALALLA...
in the kitchen, on the floor. JK. It makes me want to die... I've never had ADD but i cant sit through an hour and a half of lecture. And then another 1.5 hours in the same day which is supposed to explain lecture but instead introduces new and fucking ridiculous calculus and physics shit. I'm getting a tutor, I think.
I want to hook up with every thrower on the team, except one who is unattractive (somewhat like a bison which a high pitched napolean dynamite-esque voice) and one who speaks really fast and salivates too much. And that other one with the sloping forehead and eyebrow ridge. Ok, so that leaves three. But one is cute but has a girlfriend. And one is sketch-tastic and reminds me of an action figure, though he looks delicious is tight athletic sleeveless shirts when he lifts up his shirt to wipe his face. And then there is the one i have liked for months who is somewhat quiet but is really cute and just about 5 ft 9 in which is short to everyone else, since we are throwers, but it is perfect for me. And we are both the short one (i cant do squats because the bar holder is set too high and rusted in place.) We do the same things wrong when we throw and we are the best box jumpers in the group. And i'm ranting about nothing becuz i havent in awhile. I would be profound or verbose, but i hate people like that. I dont want to read u and i dont want to have to follow what u are saying becuz u make me all ADD-ish. DAMN YOU DEBATOR BOY IN MY EXPOSITORY WRITING CLASS!!!!!!!!!!
I hate you Alex, you scrawny twig boy who wears tapered leg jeans and spins his pen around his thumb. You little prick!!!! You talk alot and use big words and people immediately agree with you when you try to debate their ideas. But i dont think u are smarter than any of us and your ideas arent better. I am not impressed by your ability to spit smart sounding bullshit. DEBATE THAT BI-ATCH!!!!
I am actually not in a bad mood. I threw like shit on Sunday and yesterday, and i have a shitload of math and physics to do and find time to watch "My Super Sweet Sixteen." But i went to my "man's" dorm for a recruit party this weekend and it was actually fun (the recruits were really cool) and i drank a cup of 3 month old jungle juice (it was refrigerated, but whatever part turned to ice probably helped dilute the alcohol...i hate the taste of alcohol). But all-in-all a good night.
Just chillin playa...
I want to hook up with every thrower on the team, except one who is unattractive (somewhat like a bison which a high pitched napolean dynamite-esque voice) and one who speaks really fast and salivates too much. And that other one with the sloping forehead and eyebrow ridge. Ok, so that leaves three. But one is cute but has a girlfriend. And one is sketch-tastic and reminds me of an action figure, though he looks delicious is tight athletic sleeveless shirts when he lifts up his shirt to wipe his face. And then there is the one i have liked for months who is somewhat quiet but is really cute and just about 5 ft 9 in which is short to everyone else, since we are throwers, but it is perfect for me. And we are both the short one (i cant do squats because the bar holder is set too high and rusted in place.) We do the same things wrong when we throw and we are the best box jumpers in the group. And i'm ranting about nothing becuz i havent in awhile. I would be profound or verbose, but i hate people like that. I dont want to read u and i dont want to have to follow what u are saying becuz u make me all ADD-ish. DAMN YOU DEBATOR BOY IN MY EXPOSITORY WRITING CLASS!!!!!!!!!!
I hate you Alex, you scrawny twig boy who wears tapered leg jeans and spins his pen around his thumb. You little prick!!!! You talk alot and use big words and people immediately agree with you when you try to debate their ideas. But i dont think u are smarter than any of us and your ideas arent better. I am not impressed by your ability to spit smart sounding bullshit. DEBATE THAT BI-ATCH!!!!
I am actually not in a bad mood. I threw like shit on Sunday and yesterday, and i have a shitload of math and physics to do and find time to watch "My Super Sweet Sixteen." But i went to my "man's" dorm for a recruit party this weekend and it was actually fun (the recruits were really cool) and i drank a cup of 3 month old jungle juice (it was refrigerated, but whatever part turned to ice probably helped dilute the alcohol...i hate the taste of alcohol). But all-in-all a good night.
Just chillin playa...