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| I do like my roommate a lot.
I like waking up in the morning with TV on and laying in bed and not having to get out of it. I like having ten minutes free time while I wait with her to do her make-up so we can walk together to class. I like that I can put on my music and she lets me watch basketball whenever I want, and even check the score during the commercials of her shows we watch. Yeah, she's alright. | | |
| I just took
All my friends
To Green Gables
And shared with them
My joy and love
For greasy bar food
That I eat
As often as I can
And I think
They liked it! | | |
| Oh! Back to school, back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool. I've got my lunch packed-up and my boots tied-tight; I hope I don't get in a fight, Oh! Back to school, back to school back to school. | | |
| Oh Steve! Are you happy now!?!?! We whallopped a #7 team!
WOOOOO ILLINI! | | |
| You know what I hate? More than anything!?!?
Those fake vintage-looking shirts with classic rock bands on them and the flaky ditzy girls who wear them. Everytime I see one of those shirts I want to go up to the girl wearing it and ask her what her favourite Lynryd Skynyrd album is, or her favourite Rolling Stones song...and then stab her in the jaw when she has no answer. I swear, it makes those of us who really DO appreciate that music and HAVE listened to it for years look just as bad as they do. But you know what the funny thing is: none of US would ever buy a faux-Tour '72 Led tee-shirt. We have respect for those bands. Good bands. Now, a girl who listens to freaking Jay-Z can buy a Pink Floyd shirt just to impress some boy. Like she ever would listen to Hotel California on her own.
My gosh! People need to die. | | |
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