So yeah, five minutes. aaaaaand. GO:
so bopbopbop here i am with nothing to say, wish i had paperpaper instead of online poopy notpaper. bodoop this isnt going to keep me occupied, is it? i riush shit a lot. i should stop . maxx serpica freshman year. gabeskype. hhhmmmm laaaaaaa broke for ten seconds. bad/good? bad, most likely. ccent dialect accent girl licking harold's face? harold and kumar. poor kid on my bus is called kumar; his name's kevin, i think. faking compassion is not really a great attribute. ooooh big word! can mr mcnamara comprehend it? OH BOY. a doll's house. reading frehsman blogs like a junior creep. two minutes left. goddamn i type slow. want to read lysistrata and not do this. how is this considered writing-related? she will pwn me tomorrow. dan baker song 'she keeps blablahbalh' i dont remember the words, it reminded me of the song. is it about ally or leigh? the world will never knooow. maybe it's about his sister or his mom. maybe. idk. IDEEKAY, my bff jill? ahhhh, you name dropping bitch, stop. salalmi. yummmmm, salami. thirty seconds left. chocolate. my stomach hurts. it used to suck when gabe faked all the OF the creative little things he said for attention. he'll most likely read this. love you gayb. bopbo stop? STOP!
...aaaand stop. yay grade.
and yay COPY AND PASTE
No comments:
Post a Comment