Boob Sweat

Serious serious boob sweat. I need to learn to drive. I need to get a car. I need to stop relying in stupid shit.


Life lessons surprise you- like boob sweat surprises a once skinny fat chick. How do you compromise when its all on you. You don't, you blame other people!
So here is a list of people I blame for Lisa not being in my English class/ me not driving/ me not having a car/ ghosts.

• My parents- they've lived their life in stupidity and its unfortuneatly passed on to me.
• Every person in my English 101 class- y'all ain't shit, so drop the class.
• Bailey Lubick!!!! Thanks for swaying me into signing up for classes way late! You're super to blame!
• Jesus- When exactly do you start guiding me into the right path?
• My cats- poop.
• Public Transit- Why are you so unreliable and not frequent? Serious shiteousness.
• All my classes at IHS- wish I could just go for 1-4, but I can't because two of my classes are not offered accordingly.
• Fergie- You make me piss my pants.

My blog has really gone downhill since Obama became president.