Thursday, November 6
You know when you get that creepy tingley down your back, start to twitch a little too damn much (...Well, I do.), stomachs gets into knots and couple days later something bad happens. I'm getting that feeling......hopefully its a false alarm and I am being paranoid. Could be that I 'm getting sick or just tummy ache from that junk. (Mozerella Sticks....them bitches are so good!) .....Then again, the feeling ends up being right.
But two good things happen today:
1. "Finding Nemo" was recenlty purchased in our household.
2. I skipped Math. I was strangley happily the whole day and started to skipping. Seriously, I was literally skipping down the school's court and singing. I don't know what the hell I was singing. It was one of those random songs. And I was wearing my high heeled shoes. Some people gave me the what fuck look but I just smiles and just reminded myself of that song on Daria. You know the one that goes "I am cool thats the rule cause everyone else is full of shh..!"? Yes, it was wrong of me for skipping math but
I can't stand fucking math. All I need to know is how to count to million and thats it. I don't need no stinking formulas. Why the hell do I need to know "the quadritic whateva the fuck you call it"??? Like, I'm going to need that to figure out how I am going to get out debt. "OH! i know I can get out of debt with the trusty quadritic blah fucker and the bill collectors will get off my ass."
Let me stop now. Last words of the night.....MATH BAD. ASS GOOD.
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posted @ 1:09 AM
