ha! "Don't be left out of the yearbook"

[weneedanagent]

I dropped about 30 pounds of ice on me.
It felt ok.

I really wish it was my birthday.
Or something exciting.

I went all crazy on my coach yesterday.
That was probably the highlight of the week.
I was like one of those intimidating women who somehow always get what they want.

I forgot what a shithole school is.

my art teacher is a bitch.
I like her because bitches arn't mean to bitches.
I feel like gluing.