This room smells like my grandmother.
This is my new jive (yes, I said jive): I am going to write an entry every other day while I wait for Jillesbian to get out of class. They will be composed of what else but random happenings that can only take place in the world of "The Aimes" (yes I referred to myself in 3rd person, wanna fight about it)? I will most likely keep this up for aboot a week since that is about how long my attention span can strain itself to focus on something slighty important...only slightly. This... I have concluded.
Sooo... I cant help but hear tids and bits of peoples conversations on their cell phones while they walk past me on their way to probably some doushebag class. Today... I hear a snipit and this girl saying on my end of the listening spectrum "Well, I told you she got splooge in her eye". What the hell... I want to know this girl now and figure out who her friend is and what the hell was the actual conversation all aboot. Later.. I pass by this guy and he says to most likely his gay lover on the phone "and then my eye started to pulsate"... My guess.. he probably has herpes.
Secondly... What the hell is up with people in this school who dress like they're a member of the Tallahassee club house and that theyre on their way to go frolic upon a yaht. Boat shoes. WE ARE ON CAMPUS... and unless I didnt get the memo and FSU has now been transferred upon the Good Ship Lollipop...please wear normal clothes... for the love of the fish... please be semi normal.
I had a thought today... You know all those shirts that say "B is for Bling" and "R is for Retard" and all that jazz... well, I have an idea for such a shirt. It is going to simply state "Y is for You shouldnt be wearing that".. or "Y is for You're retarded"... or even better "C is for clone of everyone else trying to be cool". I likes it... I likes it alot.
I tripped on the sidewalk today when it was COMPLETELY FLAT ground... I blame it on my wearing of normal shoes. When I tripped though.. EVERYONE and their mother saw me... I'm not yoking either. It was one of those trips that kinda makes it look like you were about the start running.. so thats what I did. After this "action" I jogged for literally 2 seconds and when this guy was still staring at me I said "I needed that brisk jog to get energy... I swear." Most likely... he thinks I'm special and I need to wear a helmet.
Soooo. yeah, that has been my day.. As of right now I'm literally sitting around no one in the schools comp. lab... I blame it on the girl nearest to me... she smells like farts.
Oh yeah... Thats just one more thing... Do you ever like die after you pass someone and they smell sooooo bad... but the problem is... you didnt know they smelled so bad.. so when you did pass them you took a big inhale due to miss information... and you completely regret that inhale after they pass... cause now your nosehairs are singed? Yeah... That happened to me twice.. I no longer have my olfactory sense.
Gator Growl.. 2 days.. be there .. or be a bear... no literally.. If you dont go to Gator Growl this weekend you will either Father of give birth to 7 bear cubs... and then they will eat you.
Sooo... I cant help but hear tids and bits of peoples conversations on their cell phones while they walk past me on their way to probably some doushebag class. Today... I hear a snipit and this girl saying on my end of the listening spectrum "Well, I told you she got splooge in her eye". What the hell... I want to know this girl now and figure out who her friend is and what the hell was the actual conversation all aboot. Later.. I pass by this guy and he says to most likely his gay lover on the phone "and then my eye started to pulsate"... My guess.. he probably has herpes.
Secondly... What the hell is up with people in this school who dress like they're a member of the Tallahassee club house and that theyre on their way to go frolic upon a yaht. Boat shoes. WE ARE ON CAMPUS... and unless I didnt get the memo and FSU has now been transferred upon the Good Ship Lollipop...please wear normal clothes... for the love of the fish... please be semi normal.
I had a thought today... You know all those shirts that say "B is for Bling" and "R is for Retard" and all that jazz... well, I have an idea for such a shirt. It is going to simply state "Y is for You shouldnt be wearing that".. or "Y is for You're retarded"... or even better "C is for clone of everyone else trying to be cool". I likes it... I likes it alot.
I tripped on the sidewalk today when it was COMPLETELY FLAT ground... I blame it on my wearing of normal shoes. When I tripped though.. EVERYONE and their mother saw me... I'm not yoking either. It was one of those trips that kinda makes it look like you were about the start running.. so thats what I did. After this "action" I jogged for literally 2 seconds and when this guy was still staring at me I said "I needed that brisk jog to get energy... I swear." Most likely... he thinks I'm special and I need to wear a helmet.
Soooo. yeah, that has been my day.. As of right now I'm literally sitting around no one in the schools comp. lab... I blame it on the girl nearest to me... she smells like farts.
Oh yeah... Thats just one more thing... Do you ever like die after you pass someone and they smell sooooo bad... but the problem is... you didnt know they smelled so bad.. so when you did pass them you took a big inhale due to miss information... and you completely regret that inhale after they pass... cause now your nosehairs are singed? Yeah... That happened to me twice.. I no longer have my olfactory sense.
Gator Growl.. 2 days.. be there .. or be a bear... no literally.. If you dont go to Gator Growl this weekend you will either Father of give birth to 7 bear cubs... and then they will eat you.