
Is this the end of this blog?
I refuse. I say that we keep going until we have not hands to write, no eyes to read, no brain to think.
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Star date: 06042009.
At the beginning of the school year, a star was born. And by star, I mean a flying turtle. This turtle graced the hallway and guarded the lounge with steadfast loyaltyFor those of you get that same rush of hopelessness and flatulence every time a cold wind brushes past your window as you try to get that flipping tetris game to load.
Lovely leaves swivel on the ground
Like forlorn chocolate jibblers.
I look out the window and sigh
With the intensity of those cars
You see in movies.
You know the ones.
Their dark-tinted pools of the abyss
Shine brightly through the jazz-soaked
Night, asking for naught but your
Change that, let’s face it, would likely
End up going toward your nightly
7-11 run.
Well, I'm done doing stuff today. Time to go stare at some cinder blocks.
First of all, I don’t condone the use of the word “retard.” I don’t like it when people use that word and I don’t want any of you using. I can use it though. My dog is retarded so its O.K. if I use it. Moving on.
The most boring part of this retarded class (and my favorite) is near the end when the professor decides to hand out a worksheet and have the entire class do it together. I don't do it; I just watch everyone else do it. I look at her just standing there, staring at her retarded students working intently trying to solve a simple proportion problem. Its pretty much silent for 5 minutes with a few brave people now and then blurting out an amazingly wrong answer. Holy shit, when the professor stated "Don't forget to balance the equation," I shit you now, people said out loud "oooooooooooooohh!" Did these people go to high school? Did they fucking fall off the short bus while it was driving past campus and wandered into this class?
12 piece but was waiting for another. Seriously, 24 nuggets, holy shit! There is a reason that they come in denominations of 12 and 8, because that's how many you are suppose to eat. Plus it's lunch, you really aren't supposed to eat that much anyway. And, as if I could complain more, I was waiting for chicken nuggets, only one and he was standing there holding one. He had to wait for another one, so why not just give me the one he had, I guess he is just a greedy little bitch. 



or walked very briskly to TDR when it was dinner time. When I got there I had trouble locating the promised corn dogs, the reason why was because there were no corn dogs at all. TDR had lied to me but more importantly it had broken my dreams. I even asked a TDR employee if there were any corn dogs and just looked at me like I was stupid. So in retaliation and to prove that I was not making up the part about corn dogs I stole a sign that included those vicious lies.
Considering quitting my day job.
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Actually, that last one is just bad.
teh posters lieing its not a terrific its awfull