starhitz
I'm not afraid to fall; it means I've climbed up high.
Let's Kill Nuns!
Well, another "one of those days" has come and gone. Actually, I seem to be having a lot of "one of those days" lately. Wanna hear it? No? Well, too bad. You're going to hear about it anyway. =p
Most people should know that I get bored in free and write songs in my assignment pad. Two days ago I left mine in bio and Sister "Larry Moo" found it, read through it, then sent it up to guidance.
I get called up there out of my free because now Larry Moo and Mrs. Wilson think I'm sucicidal. Tehy ripped out every damn page I had in there and started reading them back to me, and I was just repeating they were song lyrics-nothing more. Then I had to take some bizarro (Bizarro?) personality test which I apparently flunked. Then they threw out everything!
So I get pulled out of a free to find out my privacy had been violated by Sister Mary Eewww! and her pothead accomplice. THAT'S ILLEGAL~!
They had absolutely no right to go through my stuff like that. They should've just given it back to me.
So after a good crying shoulder, abusing Senor Sasauge (Mr. Shelling) at track, and some comfort food (milkshake and pudding) I am all ready to tell the administration this:
Go fuck yourselves and stay out of my life!
Most people should know that I get bored in free and write songs in my assignment pad. Two days ago I left mine in bio and Sister "Larry Moo" found it, read through it, then sent it up to guidance.
I get called up there out of my free because now Larry Moo and Mrs. Wilson think I'm sucicidal. Tehy ripped out every damn page I had in there and started reading them back to me, and I was just repeating they were song lyrics-nothing more. Then I had to take some bizarro (Bizarro?) personality test which I apparently flunked. Then they threw out everything!
So I get pulled out of a free to find out my privacy had been violated by Sister Mary Eewww! and her pothead accomplice. THAT'S ILLEGAL~!
They had absolutely no right to go through my stuff like that. They should've just given it back to me.
So after a good crying shoulder, abusing Senor Sasauge (Mr. Shelling) at track, and some comfort food (milkshake and pudding) I am all ready to tell the administration this:
Go fuck yourselves and stay out of my life!
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