We're gonna take a walk outside today, gonna see what we can find today...
-twirls-
I AM THE HAPPIEST THING EVER.
Sexually-frustrated, yes, but that's to be expected. It doesn't put a damper on my happiness at all. I mean at. All.
Who likes living away from life? I DO. FUCK YES, BITCHES.
I love it when people come to frolic with me and make out with me on kitchen floors. It really just makes my day; what a delightful feeling this is.
There are reasons no one understands me but I can not imagine what they are.
My braces still hurt like fuck, but I'm definitely getting used to them. And I might even be starting to like them a little bit. They're like Skittles, or strings of confetti. ON MY TEETH 24/7. OH YES. -poses- OH BEHAVE. OH! BE-HAVE.
We had a rally today, which was absolutely, positively wonderful. I'm not sure anyone loves rallies as much as I do. I don't understand that. You're getting an hour hacked off your class periods to scream your lungs out. That's my kind of day. The sophmore class color is black so I came to school completely decked out in it. (Black I can do.)
Bridgett sat on our side and we bashed the freshman and had a good time, and I got to SCREAM and it was good.
I love Oshima.
Love love love love love it.
And I love Fuji-sama three-thousand times as much.
Only, now hardwood floors make me think bad things.
...damn.
I AM THE HAPPIEST THING EVER.
Sexually-frustrated, yes, but that's to be expected. It doesn't put a damper on my happiness at all. I mean at. All.
Who likes living away from life? I DO. FUCK YES, BITCHES.
I love it when people come to frolic with me and make out with me on kitchen floors. It really just makes my day; what a delightful feeling this is.
There are reasons no one understands me but I can not imagine what they are.
My braces still hurt like fuck, but I'm definitely getting used to them. And I might even be starting to like them a little bit. They're like Skittles, or strings of confetti. ON MY TEETH 24/7. OH YES. -poses- OH BEHAVE. OH! BE-HAVE.
We had a rally today, which was absolutely, positively wonderful. I'm not sure anyone loves rallies as much as I do. I don't understand that. You're getting an hour hacked off your class periods to scream your lungs out. That's my kind of day. The sophmore class color is black so I came to school completely decked out in it. (Black I can do.)
Bridgett sat on our side and we bashed the freshman and had a good time, and I got to SCREAM and it was good.
I love Oshima.
Love love love love love it.
And I love Fuji-sama three-thousand times as much.
Only, now hardwood floors make me think bad things.
...damn.