fuck being the best at writing papers on political theories and applications for the most bullshittingest and boringest fucking fuckface class on the face of this planet. HEY YOU FUCKING GIANT, WHY DON'T YOU JUST SHOW US EPISODES OF THE WEST WING EVERYDAY AND LET MARTIN SHEEN TEACH THE FUCKING CLASS INSTEAD OF PUTTING US THROUGH THE EXCRUTIATING HELL OF THE POLITICS OF THE UNITED STATES OF SHIT.
fuck style analysis and the nit-picking of trivial and bullshit writing conventions for one test in may that will only garner the respect of english majors and idiots who actually believe in this shit. WOW, I FOUND FIVE EXAMPLES OF DICTION, TWO WAYS IN WHICH THE POINT OF VIEW HELPED KEEP THE NARRATIVE FLOW, AND A WHOLE LOT OF FUCKING COMMAS AND PERIODS. NOW YOU HOT AIR BALLOON, CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME, WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I CARE?
fuck writing my opinion when it has no base to begin with because everything is inherently fucked and to complain about it would be banal and stupid. fuck writing stupid bullshit that will get the meat and potatoes cut the fuck out because the editor's like the blase-blase style of writing in which a person has no voice or carries any literary merit besides, "HEY, THIS WRITING STINKS SO HORRIBLY BAD AND NO ONE WANTS TO READ IT EXCEPT FOR SENIOR CITIZENS AND THE PEOPLE WHO WIPE THEIR ASSES WITH IT." IF I WANTED MY SHIT TO BE BUTCHERED AND CUT I'D HOOK UP THE PLUMBING SYSTEM OF MY TOILET TO MY PAPER SHREDDER. DICKS.
fuck documenting a generally uneventful year and a stupid fucking school for a yearbook that will suck anyway beacuse no one knows what the fuck they're doing, not even the fucking people running the shit, not even a fucking mouse. PEOPLE SHOULD BE FUCKING WARNED THAT THEY ARE PAYING 35 DOLLARS FOR BULLSHIT LIKE LAST YEAR, BULLSHIT BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE LETTER T AND FUCKED UP BY A CLASS FULL OF UNINSPIRED ASSHOLES LIKE MYSELF WHO PUT SHIT TOGETHER TO MEET DEADLINE AND EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT!
fuck going to a cross country banquet when all we're going to fucking hear is the coach slurping on the fucking cocks of his top runners while we hear parents in awe of his stupid fucking slide show with meaningless race times and his stupid, funny only to himself, point and click narration. I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR FIVE YEARS AND COUNTING ASSHOLE AND ALL YOU DO IS TRY TO BE COOL LIKE IT'S STILL NINETEEN NINETY FUCKING ONE. NO ONE CARES ABOUT THE FUCKING DEDICATION IT TOOK PREFONTAINE TO BREAK THE SOUND BARRIER OR WHATEVER THE FUCK HE DID THAT MADE YOU SO ATTRACTED AND OBSESSED WITH HIS COCK. I BET IF I COACHED THE TEAM EVERYONE WOULD HAVE MADE IT TO STATE, NOT JUST YOUR LOVE-CHILD AA.
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syke, i'm actually quite fond of winmill and his crazy antics. he's definitely going to be the frame for a character of a movie someday. great guy, that winmill, just too passionate about his jogging.
i'm actually not really mad about anything, just that i let myself let the weekend slip through my fingers with some of the best movies... EVER! battle royale and shaolin soccer have to be my two newestest mostest favoritest movies in the world. ever. i'm definitely going to buy them when i get some money. best in show and brother from another planet were dope too. but i didn't do any homework. *sniff*
AHAHA i love it. i've rediscovered that love for everything. it feels great. i'm going to use this love and direct it towards some homework that needs to be attended to. i'm getting goosebumps just thinking about it.
fuck style analysis and the nit-picking of trivial and bullshit writing conventions for one test in may that will only garner the respect of english majors and idiots who actually believe in this shit. WOW, I FOUND FIVE EXAMPLES OF DICTION, TWO WAYS IN WHICH THE POINT OF VIEW HELPED KEEP THE NARRATIVE FLOW, AND A WHOLE LOT OF FUCKING COMMAS AND PERIODS. NOW YOU HOT AIR BALLOON, CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME, WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I CARE?
fuck writing my opinion when it has no base to begin with because everything is inherently fucked and to complain about it would be banal and stupid. fuck writing stupid bullshit that will get the meat and potatoes cut the fuck out because the editor's like the blase-blase style of writing in which a person has no voice or carries any literary merit besides, "HEY, THIS WRITING STINKS SO HORRIBLY BAD AND NO ONE WANTS TO READ IT EXCEPT FOR SENIOR CITIZENS AND THE PEOPLE WHO WIPE THEIR ASSES WITH IT." IF I WANTED MY SHIT TO BE BUTCHERED AND CUT I'D HOOK UP THE PLUMBING SYSTEM OF MY TOILET TO MY PAPER SHREDDER. DICKS.
fuck documenting a generally uneventful year and a stupid fucking school for a yearbook that will suck anyway beacuse no one knows what the fuck they're doing, not even the fucking people running the shit, not even a fucking mouse. PEOPLE SHOULD BE FUCKING WARNED THAT THEY ARE PAYING 35 DOLLARS FOR BULLSHIT LIKE LAST YEAR, BULLSHIT BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE LETTER T AND FUCKED UP BY A CLASS FULL OF UNINSPIRED ASSHOLES LIKE MYSELF WHO PUT SHIT TOGETHER TO MEET DEADLINE AND EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT!
fuck going to a cross country banquet when all we're going to fucking hear is the coach slurping on the fucking cocks of his top runners while we hear parents in awe of his stupid fucking slide show with meaningless race times and his stupid, funny only to himself, point and click narration. I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR FIVE YEARS AND COUNTING ASSHOLE AND ALL YOU DO IS TRY TO BE COOL LIKE IT'S STILL NINETEEN NINETY FUCKING ONE. NO ONE CARES ABOUT THE FUCKING DEDICATION IT TOOK PREFONTAINE TO BREAK THE SOUND BARRIER OR WHATEVER THE FUCK HE DID THAT MADE YOU SO ATTRACTED AND OBSESSED WITH HIS COCK. I BET IF I COACHED THE TEAM EVERYONE WOULD HAVE MADE IT TO STATE, NOT JUST YOUR LOVE-CHILD AA.
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syke, i'm actually quite fond of winmill and his crazy antics. he's definitely going to be the frame for a character of a movie someday. great guy, that winmill, just too passionate about his jogging.
i'm actually not really mad about anything, just that i let myself let the weekend slip through my fingers with some of the best movies... EVER! battle royale and shaolin soccer have to be my two newestest mostest favoritest movies in the world. ever. i'm definitely going to buy them when i get some money. best in show and brother from another planet were dope too. but i didn't do any homework. *sniff*
AHAHA i love it. i've rediscovered that love for everything. it feels great. i'm going to use this love and direct it towards some homework that needs to be attended to. i'm getting goosebumps just thinking about it.
posted by Jocagu at 11/02/2003 08:47:00 PM
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