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I am getting out of yearbook by TAing for Mcahon fifth period and taking weights third. I never have to learn things I don't want to know again.
Today in yearbook, we split into groups to come up with three ideas...by looking through the yearbooks of other schools. That makes sense because whenever I feel the desire to come up with something interesting and/or original, I find the best way is to mindlessly steal shit from other people. One of the girls in there is the stereotypical, ass-kissing overachiever with only half a brain. Bitch, don't act like you came up with that page idea for student life when I JUST FUCKING SAW YOU JACK IT FROM PONDEROSA'S '99 YEARBOOK.
Oh, and to the five dozen braindead fucktards that skateboard to third period gym, I say this: buy a fucking bicycle because you fucking SUCK at skateboarding. Give up on skateboarding and give up on living because I hate you. You fall down more than I do and I'm not even a skateboarder. Also, the Misfits aren't even that fucking good so buy a new fucking shirt. If you want to be punk, you should find somebody more obscure and you shouldn't wear shirts that your mom obviously bought for you because Hot Topic had a Back To School Sale.
I was whistling this song to myself without thinking about it at the beginning of Government today while an attractive woman walked into the room and Arellano thought that I was trying to be lewd. Fuck you Arellano, it's Ted Leo not some lame fucking attempt on my part to objectify women. Also, don't tell me that I don't have to fucking work when I'm in high school. Even if I get scholarships, I still have to pay for a place to live and things to eat after I'm 18. My parents' only attempt at helping with college was offering me a place to stay while I was in school and I can't take them up on that and still be happy. Fuck you and your libertarian bullshit. I hope a hobo rapes you in an alleyway while the cop that could have saved you is towing away the broken car that is parked across the street from your house that you just COULDN'T tolerate. They say if you aren't a liberal at 20 you have no heart and if you aren't conservative by 30 you have no brain. I know I'm not going to feel totally the same way when I'm older, but I sincerely hope I'm never made that happy by a bunch of stupid things like a BMW and a gardener.
Today in yearbook, we split into groups to come up with three ideas...by looking through the yearbooks of other schools. That makes sense because whenever I feel the desire to come up with something interesting and/or original, I find the best way is to mindlessly steal shit from other people. One of the girls in there is the stereotypical, ass-kissing overachiever with only half a brain. Bitch, don't act like you came up with that page idea for student life when I JUST FUCKING SAW YOU JACK IT FROM PONDEROSA'S '99 YEARBOOK.
Oh, and to the five dozen braindead fucktards that skateboard to third period gym, I say this: buy a fucking bicycle because you fucking SUCK at skateboarding. Give up on skateboarding and give up on living because I hate you. You fall down more than I do and I'm not even a skateboarder. Also, the Misfits aren't even that fucking good so buy a new fucking shirt. If you want to be punk, you should find somebody more obscure and you shouldn't wear shirts that your mom obviously bought for you because Hot Topic had a Back To School Sale.
I was whistling this song to myself without thinking about it at the beginning of Government today while an attractive woman walked into the room and Arellano thought that I was trying to be lewd. Fuck you Arellano, it's Ted Leo not some lame fucking attempt on my part to objectify women. Also, don't tell me that I don't have to fucking work when I'm in high school. Even if I get scholarships, I still have to pay for a place to live and things to eat after I'm 18. My parents' only attempt at helping with college was offering me a place to stay while I was in school and I can't take them up on that and still be happy. Fuck you and your libertarian bullshit. I hope a hobo rapes you in an alleyway while the cop that could have saved you is towing away the broken car that is parked across the street from your house that you just COULDN'T tolerate. They say if you aren't a liberal at 20 you have no heart and if you aren't conservative by 30 you have no brain. I know I'm not going to feel totally the same way when I'm older, but I sincerely hope I'm never made that happy by a bunch of stupid things like a BMW and a gardener.