Fucking High School Website.
So the fucking fuckers in Programming:1 just aren't happy until I find them a picture of me - or anyone really, how would they know? Unfortunately they've managed to glean information out of me while I was offguard and have a vision in their minds of what I supposedly look like so I can't just pick any random model to pretend is my picture. Most of them are hackers anyway and probably do hacker-y stuff to make sure I get them the picture I want. And of course, that requires going through my fucking high school website to try and find pictures. Of course, I've had heaps of photos taken of me because of my participation in performing arts, but group photos are no good for these muthas so I had to find a ''single'' picture. Which meant looking at like, every page on the whole damn website. Not only is the guy who's running it doing a very bad job, but he doesn't seem to know the difference between 2005 and 2006. And fucking Amy Donahue!!! She gets like everything, not enough to write for Stella magazine and get a place in the Off The Page workshop or anything, nooooo now she's a guest writer for like all these websites and stuff. At least the photo they have of her on the website is ''less flattering'' than the photo she has of herself in Stella. They probably gave her a special makeover and photoshoot for that one, or got a model to stand-in for her.
So anyway digging through this damn website, I somehow ended up on the page about the Memorial Stone.
Too fucking many people at my school have died recently.
Too fucking many.
God bless, or whatever.
Jessimo.
So anyway digging through this damn website, I somehow ended up on the page about the Memorial Stone.
Too fucking many people at my school have died recently.
Too fucking many.
God bless, or whatever.
Jessimo.