Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts

Tuesday

Says Iman Crosson

"I read it as I see it and if I screw it up, so be it."

Thursday

Nom noms. [=

"Today, my fiancĂ© was performing oral on me.  I was really getting into it, when I heard him start making a 'Waka waka waka waka' noise.  When asked, he confessed to pretending to be Pacman.  FML"
It's waaaay old but one of my favorites lol.  I don't get what's so bad about him pretending to be Pacman though; I would think it's cute.  [:

Anyways, my mama got mad at Lupe for this.  Okay so find something undesirable or annoying that he said in that quote.  I'll wait.



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Tuesday

Confucius say "He who quote me sound silly."

Is this the grossest shit you have ever ever ever seen.  I hope no one would buy this; it looks like rubber shaped into a skirt.


"It's like the whole sky is pissing on us."  Go Ask Alice 107


Monday

"Nigga, where the fuck is yo stache?"

-Deon Cole

American Literature:  This class is a complete shithole.  I can’t think of another way to describe it.  I really wish I was the other half of my grade, and had my English teacher from last year.  Oh how I miss her.  We have readings every night, and we have a quiz every day on the reading from the previous night.  This would be swell if the readings weren’t history theories.  We used to get readings like these in history just about once every other week last year.  And we would talk about them before displaying analyses on our own for a grade. These damn quizzes are hard.  He gives out 2 different ones to the class, and sometimes there’s an easy one and a hard one, but most of the time they are all hard.  It’s just very annoying.
The biggest shitful component of the class is the way my teacher teaches.  He has the most boring monotone voice you could ever ever ever imagine…you definitely have to get some naptime or something in before his class because you’ll just fall asleep otherwise.  Idk why he’s still at the school honestly…he clearly does not enjoy any of the 11th grade classes, and we clearly don’t enjoy his class.  None of us, even the ones ahem not doing so shitty a majority of the time.  But I actually have a C now.  I just want to conquer this bitch.
Oh wanna know some funny things?  He expects us to take notes & look at him AND the board all at the same time.  I’m not exaggerating lol.  He really tells us that…we need to be looking up and down, at the board & him, all while we’re taking notes.  He is ridiculous.  He fuh-lips whenever we’re not taking notes.  This man told us to write down what a simile & a metaphor are.
-Autumn, are you joking?
Why no, blog, hell to the no I’m not.  He’s just that ridiculous.  But he does supply good conversation for me with Isaias, who I am re-becoming friends with.  (=  & Jokes with just about everyone else.


& Yes all I can think about is the poking, but not in the way you think.  )’:

Wednesday

Bet Your Bottom Dollar, I Saw

The Cleveland Show & the new Family Guy & American Dad!




Once upon a time…
Anyways, today in my Service:  Hospice & Healthcare class, I wrote something I’d like to share with the class (: well kinda.  We talk a lot about our feelings in there and my teacher told us to write about our perfect day (because some families try to recreate that for whomever is dying).  Everyone else’s perfect day was either a list or a paragraph with like 8 sentences at the most.  But after teacher said that she wasn’t collecting it, I decided to go all out with mine & not hold back…also not giving a shit about grammar or structure.  I finished like 5 minutes ago, but in class I had more than half the page filled.  I just wrote while everybody was talking about the movie we watched, Tuesdays with Morrie…I recommend it, if you like deep movies that fulfill you in the odd indirect way.

Ummm in case you were hungry for some deep-y shit, let’s share with the class some of my favorite quotes from the movay:  “We must love one another, or die.” and “Death ends a life, not a relationship.”  & The last one makes me especially happy.

I would begin my perfect day waking up from a sleep of 15 hours (I’ve done more).  My phone’s batteries would have a full life(lives) and my iPod would be charged as well.  Ummm, don’t judge me, full batteries make me happy!  I’d go to an 11am brunch with my friend, Blahblahblah, and we’d get a huge meal to share.  We’d walk back to our apartment and talk & crack jokes about people we were passing.  (Have you tried doing that in Manhattan?  It will brighten up your day so much and it is the best fun ever.)  When we’d get back home, we would mess around a little and then just lay around, maybe I’d watch tv or my favoritest people on YouTube.  After a while, I would head back out and go to an arcade with my friend, Ladeedaa…preferably Chuck E. Cheese.  We would eat pizza after I crushed his ass in games and got useless trinkets with my tickets, and later I’d go back home to Blahblahblah.  But when I would open the door, he’d devour me & give me his body, promisingly.  After taking a shower, I’d write some people letters…people who have grown to have a special piece of my heart.  Maybe I would call some distant family members or have a video chat thing with someone.  I would go out when it got late, and me and Blahblahblah would go to gay nightclubs and what-have-you.  I’d buy him some drinks and have sips (of his) to see what they taste like.  After getting tipsy-ish, we’d walk somewhere (IHOP) for breakfast while giggling in a drunk fashion and then home, to fall asleep on each other, half dressed (or fully dressed in partay clothes).


My Perfect Day



Monday

Despite the high cost of living, it remains popular.

Y'all bitches is a damn shame.

I didn't know they had places like this. I mean really.
GET A HOBBY. FIX YO' LIFE NIGGA.
"Action is the foundational key to all success." -Pablo Picasso

 

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