Life of a Procrastinator
So I see my friend Courtney and she’s wearing this awesome Optimus Prime shirt and since I happened to be wearing a captain america shirt. I told her that Cap would totally kick Primes ass (Which is True). She agreed and said how much she hated the shirt. So jokingly I suggested we go to the bathroom and swap shirts.
We were locked in like a death glare for a second to see if the other one was serious and then we both sprinted to the bathroom because we wanted the others shirt that bad.
(The sad part is it fits me perfectly)
You told me you were science, not algebra on fucking crack!!.
Mr. Beaver you are drunk and do not ride my bus!! Go Home
Now im developing that weird senior hate for all things freshman -____-
They are the closest thing I have to a family sometimes and I wouldn’t change a single thing about any of them.
“Our center is like an orphanage because we come from all over and hardly any of us knew what we were getting into when we signed up. But what we got out of it was a building full of people who would do anything for one another, and skills that have prepared us to pursue our individual dreams while leaving each of our unique footprints on the path to a better world”
~Roy E. King III
