THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
Oh my gosh. Such an important entry.
Guess what I'm writing this on?
Guess!
My. New. Laptop! *Sqeal*
It's so exciting.
Anyway, other than that in my tiny, pathetic universe, PE is..Um....Fucking....Stupid.
I mean, what the hell. Most PE classes or whatever kind of ease you into thing, you know?
Not Ms. Whatsername. We come out in our ORANGE uniforms (They're slap-you-in-the-face kind of orange...Not just normal orange) and she's all "Okay, run."
Fucking hell. I hate physical education. I mean, I somehwta understand it's relevance, but I don't fucking want to run around with all these athlete girls for an hour while feeling fat...er.
So it's pretty lame. But at least she's not a pedifle/the missing link. ("Where are my balls?! My balls are missing!!!!") At least...I don't think she is....
...Ew.....
Other than that.....Uh....
Oh, I spent a large majority of algebra setting things on fire with Priscilla. It was awesome. Out teacher didn't even notice.
I mean, come on. We were torching our homework WITH A FUCKING LIGHTER and the woman didn't even blink.
Oh, and to everyone out there...
"Thou Waggish Fat-Kidneyed Rabbit-Sucker!!!!"