Although I'd have to wedge "Fucking" between the "Don't" and "Panic" (and I know that would infuriate some die hard HHGTTG fans in the science department) to stay true to myself.
(To sum everything up that occured today/late last night in a nutshell: my parents are disappointed in my score, and I just don't give a flying fuck anymore. There's no damn way to please these people. No damn way.
"Why didn't you inherit my love for school?! I was almost a prodigy!"
I was seconds away from screaming "You two only went to sixth grade! Of course you did well and loved school! I did too at the age of twelve!" But no, I bit my tongue because it's holy week... and only because)
Wasn't I just talking about ugly tattoos the other day?
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But that's not ugly.. and... I love the movie version of that book. Where's your towel?
except i can foresee scene kids thinking it's... inspired by the local band that Wentz global... you know, that one with the disco!
(I made a scenester pun... oh no.. I'm becoming one of THEM!)
damn scene kids and their ties around the head (I'll say it once, and I'll say it again: Most fucking retarded thing I've seen in my life)...
P.S. Good pun... but now I have "Le Disko" stuck in my head.
You could not be mistaken?
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