I can and I will and you can't tell me not to.
The Young and the Clueless and the Stupid would be a good bandname, we would make indie sounds fresh from the garage, if you listen closely you could hear the garage owners asking us to get the fuck out of their garage.
My Electrical Engineering Teacher looks like someone compressed him in those machines you find at landfills. Like a little dabba, he is. And he gets so excited at the thought of circuits, it's actually sort of pathetic.
I wonder, I wonder wonder what would happen if someone stole my room mate's phone and she'd be forced to socialise instead of talk to Boyfriend 17 out of 24 hours. DON'T look at me I talk to other people too. Not just on the Internet.
I am a Social Butterfly.
Okay.
Social Moth.
One of these days I will write a song that sort of rhymes and not be ashamed of writing it.
Dinner in the mess is useless tonight. I don't know why I said that but it felt rather important to get that out in the open.
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