yesterday due to a week-long meltdown i didn't do much, despite being my longer day at school...i played pikmin for a while then hit up the mizzle with my favorite bloggers, (minus hayley) jeff "veggie kid" hill, chris "long legs" botsch, and oliver "delicate smoker" berry. in a spur of the moment decision me, chris, and jeff went to see i love you, man. and i have to say...hirarious! and we made it out in time to do a lap of the mall before saying our peaceful goodbyes.
had an abstract algebra test this morning...and i don't have a clue how i did. i worked after school and found out that my car has a leak in the gas tank...however things are still ok. worked til 4 but didn't get home til 6. i'm pretty exhausted and sick. as in gnarly....but really as in cough cough.
i want to share a song that emily and i wrote in geometry called, Love In Geometry.
love is for losers.
you love to drink up each other's juices, you're just a bunch of boozers.
i'd rather spend my nights doing math.
than having odd sex with a man on a path.
you're always rubbing your junk in our faces.
leaving cute notes on each other's facebooks and myspaces.
what happened to the days of euclid and the greeks?
when loving your axioms didn't make you a geek.
i know you'll be sorry about one thing.
that you can't get the damn crabs off your ding.
i don't mean to be a bitch.
but i really don't want my privates to itch.
you think your edward and she's your bella,
go ahead ask her to join your coven,
before you know it there'll be a bun in the oven.
then you'll be up the river with no paddle....
end
you love to drink up each other's juices, you're just a bunch of boozers.
i'd rather spend my nights doing math.
than having odd sex with a man on a path.
you're always rubbing your junk in our faces.
leaving cute notes on each other's facebooks and myspaces.
what happened to the days of euclid and the greeks?
when loving your axioms didn't make you a geek.
i know you'll be sorry about one thing.
that you can't get the damn crabs off your ding.
i don't mean to be a bitch.
but i really don't want my privates to itch.
you think your edward and she's your bella,
go ahead ask her to join your coven,
before you know it there'll be a bun in the oven.
then you'll be up the river with no paddle....
end
i realize this could possibly be my worst post ever. but i'm ok with that...and sorry for you..
Sounds like a text to Joey too far. When am I going to get the invite to a blogger bender? And where have you been? Get back to me.
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