I have no idea why we had a secret day off, nor do I have any clue what we had planned (aside from drinking, apparently), but it sure sounds exciting! SILIS translation below, for those of you who are experiencing end-of-the-week brain death.
"Tomorrow morning I'm going to drink some Ronrico. After all, you're only a teeenager once; you might as well live it up. We're gonna have such a blast! (Unless _____ comes) Does he know we'll be there? I kinda doubt he'll want to hang around us anyway...since we "hate his guts" and all.
I'm glad you liked that story about the U.S. Open. I think it's kind of weird. By the way, I'm serious about weed. I'd rather smoke than drink; I'd rather be high than low. But weed is very expensive. However, T owes me some favors....But even though grass is better than alcohol for you, it seems worse 'cause it's illegal for everyone.
What kind of clothes are you bringing?
If you want to hear something really sick, ask me about my dream last night. I woke up feeling really evil.
The freshmen in this room make me very intolerant. I want to hurt them badly.
If, perchance, some friggin administrator decides we can't afford to miss a day, it will be...TR. TOTAL REBELLION!
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