Horray for Failing at life!

"Everyone who wants to hear your grades, raise your hands.
89, 85, 94, 77, .. Whitney you may want to come up here.."
Yes. That was what Mr Miller said. I could already imagine my grade.
Whitney... you have a 67. That's a D.
.....
..

YES FUCKYEAH! WHITNEY DIDN'T FAIL WHITNEY DIDN'T FAIL!
I nearly danced back to my seat. Ahhh thank goodness i don't have to return
to that class. Stupid civics. Who actually likes that class? Not Whitney that's
fersure. Woot! I wonder if my mum will be as happy as me?

French = HELLL!
That stupid class makes me want to rip hair our of my head.
And now brandon isn't there to make it all better.
"Whitney, do you want to see my drawing of a giraffe?"
Okay there brandon.

1, 2 button my shoe
3, 4 shut the door
5, 6 pick up sticks
7, 8 close the gate
9, 10 do it again!

Who ever had that much of a life to come up with such a pointless song?
I surely dunnno. But whoever they were should win a metal.

"WHY IS FIRECROTCH RUNNING?!"
Oh how i love my chelsea.

Stupid Gage needs a kick in the ass.
"I lost in court, i lost my license"
Good, now maybe you will learn your lesson.

OH OH OH! And i think MTV should fall off a cliff!
Yipppppy!

gosh, i need to just go play sudoku.
The only thing that calms me down when
i'm stressed (:

Why do all the ghetto guys like me?!
It's quite disturbing, and frankly i'm
not going to be interested in someone
with the name jose thank you very much.
"Whitney, you know what we are going to do?"
*I already have a feeling as to where this is going.*
Me, you. You're on yo knees.
*Yeah, i figured*
"Sorry Jose, but i have a boyfriend."
"WTF EVER!"
....
Okay.

PEACE YO!