Welp, it's almost over.

Your a Woman and your Lesbian. Your opinion will never count for anything ever.

*Laughs in a snooty British fashion*

Quite right, old chap

*Sips tea*

Just imagine what this world would be like if they could vote, or hold public office!

Trigger wrote:

*Laughs in a snooty British fashion*

Quite right, old chap

*Sips tea*

Just imagine what this world would be like if they could vote, or hold public office!

yes, the very thought of it is just silly.

*puts on a monocle*

kindergarten - slept

1-12 - slept

entire school - sleep through every class, read textbooks on the bus ride home, ace tests, do NO homework at all, pass with C's.

currently - have no fucking clue at accounting, do all homework, pray to god i pass.

yay impy!

Pre-K: Placed in a "special" class before school starts because of my apparent adhd.

Kindergarten: Ah, the glory days. Recess, friends, nap time. Pretty good year.

First Grade: What the fuck? Now we have homework? Also, my mom made my bring Ritaline or some knock off shit to show and tell. I was too young to know what shame was. Also, I got more into video games, playing doom and Diablo 2 almost every day.

Second Grade: Ah, the year I caused the most trouble. I was a little hellraiser. I screamed, I yelled, I conned a sub into leaving school an hour early. Woulda got away wit hit too, if my mom wasn't my means of transportation.

Third Grade: This is the year I had my very first bitchy teacher. She caused 5 kids to request transfer from her class. It was around this time that I made friends that would last me till now.

Fourth Grade: By far my best year in Elementary. I delve deeper into academics, get math, make friends, and finally stop taking my Ritalin, to stellar results.

Fifth Grade: Not much to say. Had my first graduation ceremony, which was boring as hell. Also, my dad was deployed and came back within this year.

Sixth Grade: Wow. Just wow. Around the beginning of this year my Parents separate, with me and my brother staying with dad. Also, my mom was diagnosed with cancer. I became antisocial and depressed, seeking shelter in my newfound interest, reading. Also, I discover that you can play games on the internet. Neopets was awesome.

Seventh Grade: Nothing really to say. Nothing of note happened. Lost some friends, gained new ones.

Eighth Grade: Ah, middle school. I hardly knew ye. Realised that my passion was history that year. Also, thats the year that I discovered that there was pornography on the internet. Hilarity ensued.

Ninth Grade: Wow, high school! It's just like on tv! We can even get Papa Johns in the lunchline! And the library is HUGE!

Tenth Grade: Because of zoning stuff, I and a good half of my high school now go to a brand new school. At first I'm pissed, cause half of my friends are at my old one. But, I learned to love it. I joined JROTC this year, rising through the ranks. Went through my first Theatre shows too, going through a whopping 4 by the time the year let out.

Eleventh Grade: This year. Still in JROTC, but now I'm much more important and vital. I realize that my love of Theatre has waned, and I decide on what I want to do with my life. Still no Girlfriend. Tons of girls I wanna ask out. I think I'm more outgoing this year.

Pre-K: don't remember. I was apparently a joy to be with.

Kindergarten: Got kicked out for fighting. Twice. Guess the Irish got in me early.

First-Sixth: Blur.

Seventh: Broke my arm, broke the cast over a kid who was bullying my friend. Good weapon, that cast.

Eighth: Class trip canceled because we were 'that' bad. Went to six flags on a day off with all my friends instead. Worked out fine for me!

Ninth: New school, new life, new friends, played football. Had this AMAZINGLY hot Spanish teacher. Like, 15-year-old hormone crazed kids in an all guys school didn't have it hard enough in spanish, I couldn't sit in my desk straight randomly. ;)

Tenth: Continued football until about halfway through the season busted up my knee, never played again. Took up the trumpet, turned out to be pretty good at it. Bought my first car, Tan Ford Escort hatchback. The 'shaggy dog' of shaggin wagons. But it was mine. And that's all that matters when you're 16.

Eleventh: Continued in band, took a leadership role, worked at jewel.

*The rest censored for personal family shit. Ask me some other time*

College 1: New, exciting, drunk. Mostly drunk. Nearly got kicked out cause I'm a dumbass

College 2: More of the same, less dumbassery though. Met girls, went out with girls, had relationships with girls, got heart broken by girls, gave up on girls for a bit. (No, I did not go to guys...)

College 3: I don't remember except started to realize that I didn't like what I was doing. Mostly because I don't like lab work. the blowing stuff up is fun, but the prep is boring as all shit. Think on that. Switched from Materials Science to Computer Science

College 4: Started new curriculum, new job, new friends. Working as a network technician for the dorms.

College 5: continued working, had lightsaber battles drunk in the courtyard of our apartment complex with my roommate. Did adult-y things as well as childish things. Finally doing the shit I've always wanted and never knew.

College 6: now. Finally! Finally almost done. Scary bit: My grades aren't the best, and I need a job still... Friends all have jobs, it's all I hear about. Time to step up and act like an adult? Fuck that. one more month until graduation... Don't ask me what the fuck to do after that, cause I have no clue.

Buckaroo Banzai wrote:

...gave up on girls for a bit...

Quote :

(No, I did not go to guys...)

:'(

Yes, that comment was specifically directed at you konny. Keep it to yourself.