white people that look asian is wrong.
gaahd. i have no classes with anyone. except world geo, which i spend with debbi, david *dances around*, vance, jeremy, and three neat boys. oh, and french with taylor. it was cool i suppose. i hate first days of school, especially being a freshman. how ghey. but yeah. then i have lunch with everyone but chelsea.. which blows. but i think shes moving to ours. i miss summer. i didnt think i would, but i hate getting up early and showering then going to a school full of loud people. and the halls are so small... eeep. i like my art class though. i met this kid named jacob, hes a junior and has a lipring. yap. hes cool. and from flordia.. which is kinda a drag because all period he talked about how great it was there... how the classes are outside.. and no dress code.. man. then at the end he throws in, "but this... place seems nice. and i met someone pimptastic." lmao. that got me. pimptastic.
ive decided that i dont really like coaches as teachers. but props to mr. mooney, whom i miss, for being really spify at franklin. most are too mean, they treat us like their football team. "GET YOUR PAPERS AND GIVE ME 20!" eh.
my rose is dying. but its dying in a pretty way. the petals are shriveled up... so its pretty much gone.. yet the color is still bright yellow.
ive decided that i dont really like coaches as teachers. but props to mr. mooney, whom i miss, for being really spify at franklin. most are too mean, they treat us like their football team. "GET YOUR PAPERS AND GIVE ME 20!" eh.
my rose is dying. but its dying in a pretty way. the petals are shriveled up... so its pretty much gone.. yet the color is still bright yellow.