Apparently…
I am a ‘poser’.
Yes that’s right folkies; Sara is a ‘poser’.
At least according to Casey’s resident gothic wanna be’s.
*giggle*
People amuse me. I laugh at them. *giggle*
They need to go fuck themselves up the ass.
Anyyywwaaaayyysssss…zzzz.
JV won our Scholar Bowl match yesterday by 105 points. ((w00t)). Then Varisty lost by 5. ((Mr.Pulley let me play on Varisty as well as my usual captianing of JV :DDD))
Soooo yea.
I need to get working on my Young Authors book. It’s not even NEAR completetion. ((Okay..it SORTA is..
Sorta.))
Yeaso.
We get off at 11:30 on Fri. Cool eh?
Yea..sometimes I wuuuuv my school.
Not really but hey! The thought counts, right?
Riiiight.
Okay, I’m hungray and I need food…and I need to get ready for school. As much as I DON’T WANNA.
Well, I DO want to eat. I don’t wanna get ready for school tho.
…….
I really either need to get a life…or more sleep.
Either one.
Yea..
Oh! Yesterday I was dancing during Block I.
Emma hit me for it..
and told me to stop dancing…
….D:<
….EVIL MUNCHKIN OF d0000000m!
Right, bye now.
<3 Sara
You sit there and complain.
I sit there and laugh at your stupidity.
