So I always said I would never make friends with the class below us... thanks to my friends, I have failed. I seem to be spending more and more time with these young children, and honestly, it's making me crazy. Not in a bad way... they're just crazy kids... For example: I had a very long conversation with one (N.P. until a nickname can be found) about Kentucky Fried Humans. That's right. This twisted kid was telling me all about how at lunch we really eat other kids, and how white girls have the best breading. This same kid tries to hug my boyfriend daily then gets upset when he won't let him. These kids are messed up. I would like to thank Hobo for introducing me to the odd children. We spend too much time with them or writing them notes... Today a camera tripod was used to attack me (N.P.) after a psychotic rampage while filming a broadcasting thing. I haven't lauged so hard in a very long time. Sadly, these kids have become my friends. Oh well.
I love you Hobo! Not sure if I love the fact that now I have to fight for your love though. Dang.
Oh and I enjoy being hott on Tuesdays with L.P.
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