Hundred Years
interesting day in school, had some mission talk thingy. cried like fuck la, how utterly embarrassing, especially when they played 100 years. and then we hugged our friends, said our thank-yous to our teachers, and like sang songs and more songs. i actually said sorry to miss chooteckchan and HUGGED her! like normally we wouldn't even wanna go near or touch her, hehh. but well, she was all nice, which made me feel really sorry and bad. oh well.
i'm so gonna miss all my friends and the yummy food and wally the weighing machine and the nice fat track and the awsens balcony and the spacious toilets and the corridors where we skatescootered/carried & raped each other and the badly doodled-on desks and the dusty old blackboards (my nails agree,haha) and the countless staircases and the gym tramp and the many many many mirrors.
fuck, i'm so gonna miss st nics! ):
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
i'm so gonna miss all my friends and the yummy food and wally the weighing machine and the nice fat track and the awsens balcony and the spacious toilets and the corridors where we skatescootered/carried & raped each other and the badly doodled-on desks and the dusty old blackboards (my nails agree,haha) and the countless staircases and the gym tramp and the many many many mirrors.
fuck, i'm so gonna miss st nics! ):
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
