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Seriously. Please can we get together and kill that Janitor...he's so evil, he wants me dead, he hates me!
I walk down the corridor, you know, going to the art rooms to do some late night drawing, and he's cleaning the floor, I slip on it, managed to get my balance back AND HE STICKS HIS BROOM IN BETWEEN MY CRUTCHES TO TRIP ME UP. All my art went flying, and got all smudged and wet, and when I complained to Florence (who was also doing some late night drawing) he told me I was being melodramatic, and clearly Brian was rubbing off on me.
Some of the smudges looked kinda cool though. I liked the effect. My leg hurts even worse though now. Stupid Janitor being in league with stupid Frankie.
I walk down the corridor, you know, going to the art rooms to do some late night drawing, and he's cleaning the floor, I slip on it, managed to get my balance back AND HE STICKS HIS BROOM IN BETWEEN MY CRUTCHES TO TRIP ME UP. All my art went flying, and got all smudged and wet, and when I complained to Florence (who was also doing some late night drawing) he told me I was being melodramatic, and clearly Brian was rubbing off on me.
Some of the smudges looked kinda cool though. I liked the effect. My leg hurts even worse though now. Stupid Janitor being in league with stupid Frankie.