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So all my excited-ness for summer school has left.
It was by far the lamest 4 hours of my life.
And so stereo-typical in the way the kids talk to the teachers about getting trashed the night before, and we get smoking breaks.
Yeah and whats even better,
is the past year i spent in an honors english class learning romantic poetry and how to analyze classic novels.
and now they spend 2 hours teaching me vowels and the "i before e" rule!!!!
... and you think i'm kidding...
I'M NOT!
Then another two hours trying to make the sentences like "he cried" and "the cat has spots"
more interesting.
AHHHHH!
I GARUNTEE, next year i will NOT, i repeat NOT fail a class for the life of me ever again! The announcement lady even said:
"Its straight up 10 o'clock right now, change the class room clock if needed."
AHHHHH! ... straight up????
Pshh, when the clock hit 11 30, i literally ran out of the class so I could leave,
I didnt even think about finding DYLAN! to say bye...
but now i wish i would have...... :-(
mmmmmmDYLAN!<3
Then I found me some Chelseaaaa,
and we worked things out,
actually there was nothig to be worked out,
just well wishing to be said :-)
Pshh I've been called a heartbreaker and a devil woman,
yet i can't help but notice all these boys,
end up like 75435438095736 x's happier once I'm a part of their past
cuz they find new LOVELY ladies that are MUCH better suited for them than me.
Pshhh and they didn't care to believe me when I said I wasn't!!
HAHA, well either way.
Last summer was the summer of heartbreak, no?
Well this is the summer of love, eh?
Too bad i'm not really in that club,
BUT i am in the "We are a bunch of Junior High girls" club
because all we do is giggle, give eachother eskimo kisses, hold hands, tickle eachother and watch cops for 5 hours.
... and you think I'm kidding...
<3
ROCKET SUMMER TONIGHT!