exiled to the island of elba
when we were younger we took
the GATE (gifted and talented education) program test together
we were the only kids picked out of the second grade
we were smart. fuck we were so smart
i was the smartest girl in the entire school
and the most athletic. i kicked everyone ass on every level
except being rich and blonde and things
and all the teachers loved me so much
they thought i was so bright
i was shy and bookish, i had a nice
little path
paved for me. by doing what came to me naturally
it doesn't anymore
i fell in with the wrong crowd in 6th grade
that is the pinpoint of why my life went "downhill"
and mr shumates math class kinda helped me go downhill more too
but now im like blahblahblah im glad my life went this way
cuz i love me
but i coulda been sooo much different.
It rained today i have a pink umbrella that flips up
stupid umbrella. the winds on pch got it
my bus decided not to drive right away when i got there today
what a surprise
arnesto gave me an icecream bar at work yesterday.
i told some lady on the bus that her jesus tapes do nothing for
her and that she will burn in hell
she was being cocky.
i just want another good time i havent had one in so long
when i was happy with no boundaries
david nguyen was the ultimate smartest boy if i remember correctly.
but he didnt go to perry until third grade. in mrs elkins class. where i was the best reader. so i could read books off the top shelf but noone else could. muahaha. david wore silly aviator glasses. ale dressed preppy. or i guess his mom dressed him preppy. he had paler skin, he almost looked white. david was a little asian dude. i was a skinny little white girl. i won the costume contest on goldrush day in 4th grade. red flannel shirt, jeans, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat.
i spent my saturday morning making sandwhiches nonstop for two and a half hours. there was this asshole customer and i almost went off on him but i couldnt so i gave him the look. last night i ate a sandwhich at the bus stop. i am white trash. then i sang gibberish to myself. why cant i be one of the crazy ones, you know? i dont know who my friends are anymore. hm this is tricky. i should hibernate.
the GATE (gifted and talented education) program test together
we were the only kids picked out of the second grade
we were smart. fuck we were so smart
i was the smartest girl in the entire school
and the most athletic. i kicked everyone ass on every level
except being rich and blonde and things
and all the teachers loved me so much
they thought i was so bright
i was shy and bookish, i had a nice
little path
paved for me. by doing what came to me naturally
it doesn't anymore
i fell in with the wrong crowd in 6th grade
that is the pinpoint of why my life went "downhill"
and mr shumates math class kinda helped me go downhill more too
but now im like blahblahblah im glad my life went this way
cuz i love me
but i coulda been sooo much different.
It rained today i have a pink umbrella that flips up
stupid umbrella. the winds on pch got it
my bus decided not to drive right away when i got there today
what a surprise
arnesto gave me an icecream bar at work yesterday.
i told some lady on the bus that her jesus tapes do nothing for
her and that she will burn in hell
she was being cocky.
i just want another good time i havent had one in so long
when i was happy with no boundaries
david nguyen was the ultimate smartest boy if i remember correctly.
but he didnt go to perry until third grade. in mrs elkins class. where i was the best reader. so i could read books off the top shelf but noone else could. muahaha. david wore silly aviator glasses. ale dressed preppy. or i guess his mom dressed him preppy. he had paler skin, he almost looked white. david was a little asian dude. i was a skinny little white girl. i won the costume contest on goldrush day in 4th grade. red flannel shirt, jeans, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat.
i spent my saturday morning making sandwhiches nonstop for two and a half hours. there was this asshole customer and i almost went off on him but i couldnt so i gave him the look. last night i ate a sandwhich at the bus stop. i am white trash. then i sang gibberish to myself. why cant i be one of the crazy ones, you know? i dont know who my friends are anymore. hm this is tricky. i should hibernate.