Makes me want to shove a cucumber in my ear. Seriously. If I have to deal with one more idiot needing help on something that is as blatantly easy as “describe the scene in the picture below”, I will strangle someone. Grr, I’m all angry-like now. Another thing:
FOR THE LOVE OF THE BABY JESUS, STOP TOUCHING MY COLLAR. REALLY NOW. NOT NECESSARY. ALSO STOP TOUCHING MY HEAD.
Lessons Learned in Catholic School:
1. Dead baby jokes don’t fly well.
2. Neither does mentioning that “(insert thing here) makes the Baby Jesus cry”
3. You show up to a Malvern school that doesn’t have uniforms not looking like a gangsta or similar, you will be ostracized.
4. Being ostracized by the majority of your class is fun. The stupid people don’t talk to you.
5. There are no nuns. Don’t look for the nuns. You won’t find any.
6. Openly mocking the self-satirizing hip-hopper kids: BAD, BAD IDEA.
7. After a while, people will come to reealize that you are actually not dumber than a bag of hammers and will begin asking for help. Be nice.
More to come…
Not much to say. When I start having actual fun this summer, I’ll blog more. *readies the cucumber*