- Posted
- Apr 24th 2009
- Mood
- Work-A-Holic
Books stream in like waterfall through my door, pile up like mount Everest, their weight is like 100 kilos per book... they're ugly and smell like dog crap or like the breath of my teacher witch smells like a dead antilope chugged down with petroleum!.. 8'/ My life is coming to an end right before school ends.. I HATE THIS SCHOOL MOTHERCRACKA'H BULL about "How this is going to affect your life" and "o no, you can't do that or that because that's not school- ish!"..
And when things are finally looking up, your grades get better, ur schooldays are being more fun, you actually somehow got the permant, maybe goten your hair done.. School notice your happiness and start shitting on your head, lift you by the throat and give you low ass grades and shibb them up ur ass!!.. I'm sick of this bull man! They even ruined my vacation i was finally gonna have by earning it after 2 years of hard work and eating shitt!... I just wanna pound someones face in!.. GRrrr.

hehe... no more to say.. x)