Gay Penguin for America!
Alernative to George Bush.
Anyway. Me and Ash were walking away from the bus towards our houses and Artium (however you spell it) blurts out, "HEY CHELSEY! COME HERE, YOU NEED A SPANKING!"
Heh. Right. So me and Ash were trying not crack up and staring down at the ground and walking along. But he kept yelling, "NO, SERIOUSLY CHELSEY! COME HERE!" So we just kept walking and didnt go "there." Hm. Haha. Freak/jerk/loser/nerd/German. Coff.
Uh. Me and Ash, and possibly Katie and Emily are going to write journals on pieces of paper to REMEMBER OUR 8TH GRADE/HIGH SCHOOL DAYS AND LOOK BACK AT THEM TO SEE HOW pathetic and stupid we were. yay. fuck. im hungry. plus i have to go skating at 5:30 and im really pissed off about that because SKATING IS THE WORST SPORT.. EVER. PERIOD. FACT. DONT CONTRADICT ME. LET ME SEE YOU TRY.
No, really, try. I need comments. I feel alone.
Anyway. Me and Ash were walking away from the bus towards our houses and Artium (however you spell it) blurts out, "HEY CHELSEY! COME HERE, YOU NEED A SPANKING!"
Heh. Right. So me and Ash were trying not crack up and staring down at the ground and walking along. But he kept yelling, "NO, SERIOUSLY CHELSEY! COME HERE!" So we just kept walking and didnt go "there." Hm. Haha. Freak/jerk/loser/nerd/German. Coff.
Uh. Me and Ash, and possibly Katie and Emily are going to write journals on pieces of paper to REMEMBER OUR 8TH GRADE/HIGH SCHOOL DAYS AND LOOK BACK AT THEM TO SEE HOW pathetic and stupid we were. yay. fuck. im hungry. plus i have to go skating at 5:30 and im really pissed off about that because SKATING IS THE WORST SPORT.. EVER. PERIOD. FACT. DONT CONTRADICT ME. LET ME SEE YOU TRY.
No, really, try. I need comments. I feel alone.