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May. 23rd, 2002 08:27 pmHAHAHAHAHA!
My high school has a website.
Yes, yes...we had a bank too.
The SEAMAN bank. >;p
awwwwwwwwwwwwww......my grade school!
I'm all misty-eyed now. :} I love, love, love my grade school.
AWWWWWWWWW: the school song that our class wrote!
"Hey Look Us Over
Hey look us over, we are the best.
We stand out above all the rest.
Rochester is a great school, we think that you'll agree.
We're reading and writing arithmetic to be the best we can be.
Oh yes we sure like our music, recess and p.e..
We've got the best kids and teachers you'll ever see.
We're working with zest to be the best, and know that you'll agree.
So look out world here we come!"
And a lot of the same teachers are there and some of them have websites and awww, I'm going to have to go and take pictures when I go home next week. :}
There's a site for my jr. high...but fuck it. ;)
My high school has a website.
Yes, yes...we had a bank too.
The SEAMAN bank. >;p
awwwwwwwwwwwwww......my grade school!
I'm all misty-eyed now. :} I love, love, love my grade school.
AWWWWWWWWW: the school song that our class wrote!
"Hey Look Us Over
Hey look us over, we are the best.
We stand out above all the rest.
Rochester is a great school, we think that you'll agree.
We're reading and writing arithmetic to be the best we can be.
Oh yes we sure like our music, recess and p.e..
We've got the best kids and teachers you'll ever see.
We're working with zest to be the best, and know that you'll agree.
So look out world here we come!"
And a lot of the same teachers are there and some of them have websites and awww, I'm going to have to go and take pictures when I go home next week. :}
There's a site for my jr. high...but fuck it. ;)
fuck, but
Date: 2002-05-23 11:53 pm (UTC)That's because alla your schools SUCK.
Yeah, that's right...I said it.
boomuthafuckinya.
XD
Re: Would I joke about a thing like that?
Date: 2002-05-24 12:03 am (UTC)We were so fucking classy that they painted that shit on the WALLS! In BLUE!
When we were good, they'd give us these slips of paper called Cougar Paws, and if we saved them until the end of the year we could bid on all the cool things the teachers had confiscated over the years.
They've recently demolished my elementary school to build a new one in it's place, I wonder if they'll still be the classy cougars. In my day everything was dangerous. We couldn't drink from the water fountains because of the pipe rust, we couldn't use half of the bathrooms because kids either lit garbage cans on fire or wrote swear words on the walls with their own POOP. Then there was the big wooden plaything that was so wobbly that at least one kid would break their arm each year. Good times.
What goes through a person's mind when they decide to write a message out with feces? It's not so much the actual act or result that bothers me, it's the first step. "Hm, well, I think I'll just pick up this shit here.."
Feces are baby mice.
THEY MADE ME DO IT
Date: 2002-05-24 12:37 am (UTC)Well, I know what I used to draw with poop, it was because my marker ran out of ink. Some of us didn't have fancy-schmancy SECOND pens to use boddah. Insensitive prick.
Yes...yes they are.
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Date: 2002-05-24 12:39 am (UTC)You cloud my brain with your exciting talk of poo.