only love matters
HA. i'm in a resource room with a bunch of retards.
one kid cut off his own finger.
another kid talks about all the dead bodies he's chopped up and hidden in his closet
and there's this one really fat lesbian slut in there too.
eight kids, THREE "supervising teachers."
i feel like i'm in a zoo.
so today in my resource room, three freshmen monkey-like-people came up to me and began their own rendition of hitting on me. it was quite the experience, considering they were all too stupid to realize i was definitely a human being.
i don't know, maybe i'm being really mean.
it's not peoples' faults if they're so incredibly retarded.
but you'd think there'd be at least one more normal person in that cage besides me.
and i'm on some sort of watch, so one of the zookeepers asks me every day what assignment i'll be working on. and every week, they have an organization day planned.
uhhh gay.
school's draining.
i forgot how it could make me feel like a walking zombie.
but believe me, it's doing quite a good job of it.
one kid cut off his own finger.
another kid talks about all the dead bodies he's chopped up and hidden in his closet
and there's this one really fat lesbian slut in there too.
eight kids, THREE "supervising teachers."
i feel like i'm in a zoo.
so today in my resource room, three freshmen monkey-like-people came up to me and began their own rendition of hitting on me. it was quite the experience, considering they were all too stupid to realize i was definitely a human being.
i don't know, maybe i'm being really mean.
it's not peoples' faults if they're so incredibly retarded.
but you'd think there'd be at least one more normal person in that cage besides me.
and i'm on some sort of watch, so one of the zookeepers asks me every day what assignment i'll be working on. and every week, they have an organization day planned.
uhhh gay.
school's draining.
i forgot how it could make me feel like a walking zombie.
but believe me, it's doing quite a good job of it.