25 THINGS you learn in High School

25 THINGS you learn in High School
1. All the popular people have the same handwriting.
2. There is always one teacher who is always in a bad mood.
3. There is always one teacher that everyone hates that never misses school.
4. Either one, or all of your friends will do something like drugs or cutting, and parade around like they are proud of it.
5. If you listen to Slipknot you are thought of as someon who would bomb the school.
6. The popular people can eat and eat and never gain a pound.
7. Saying Hello to a teacher is known as"sucking up".
8. Science teachers who like to blow up things are the most popular teachers.
9. Every grade has a perverted teacher.
10. The food is always greasy and never good.
11. Teachers are allowed to break rules and call people stupid but students aren't.
12. Progress reports always come out the day before a dance.
13. Teachers hate birthdays.
14. There is always one teacher who only likes the popular people.
15. The people who smoke are the stars of the track team.
16. Guys fall for foreign accents.
17. Two girls and two guys always switch back and forth between dating.
18. The big, scary bully types are usually the most sensitive.
19. Whatever doesn't kill you, makes you want to die .
20. Every guy sends mixed signals.
21. Most people wear the same brand of clothes, but it's never the exact same item of clothing.
22. A teacher's most favorite thing to do is humiliate you in front of the class.
23. Most smart people are ugly.
24. Most dumb people look good.
25. The "little things" impact you the most.

# Posté le mercredi 25 juillet 2007 22:19

Modifié le mardi 01 janvier 2008 13:49

Rock/Paper/Scissors

I understand that Scissors can beat Paper,
and I get how Rock can beat Scissors,
but there's no freaking way Paper can beat Rock.
Paper is supposed to magically "wrap around" Rock, leaving it immobile?
Why the hell can't Paper do this to Scissors?
Screw Scissors, why can't Paper do this to people?
Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly
suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class?
I'll tell you why, because Paper can't beat anybody.
A Rock would tear that mother fucker up in about 2 seconds
When I play Rock/Paper/Scissors, I always chose Rock.
Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper
I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say,
"Oh crap, I'm sorry, I thought Paper would protect you."
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# Posté le mercredi 25 juillet 2007 20:59

Warped & Twisted

Warped & Twisted
So many trick & so many lies
Too many whens & too many whys
Nobody's special, nobody's gifted
I'm just me, warped & twisted

Sleeping awake & choking on a dream
Listen loudly to a silent scream
Call my mind, the number's unlisted
Lost in someone so warped & twisted

On my knees, alive but dead
Look at the invisible blood I've bled
I'm not gone, my mind has drifted
Dont expect much, I'm warped & twisted

Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow
Today's just yesterday's tomorrow
The sun died out, the ashes sifted
I'm still here, warped & twisted.

# Posté le mardi 27 mars 2007 16:18

Modifié le mardi 01 janvier 2008 13:43

Just Another

Just Another
Another poem, another line, another girl pretending she's fine.
Another hour, another day, she wishes she could get away.
Another heartbreak. another tear, another excuse she doesn't want to hear.
Another paper, another pen, she writes she wants to be strong again.
Another story, another lie, another night that she will cry.
Another band, another song, another day passed, slowly gone.
Another scream, another doubt, "Kick me while I'm down" she'd shout.
Another forced smile, another broken heart, just another girl wishing her life would restart..

# Posté le mardi 27 mars 2007 16:17

Modifié le mardi 01 janvier 2008 13:41

My Quotes

My Quotes
A diary under the mattress
Drugs beneath the bed
A body on the bedroom floor
One gun shot to the head
She finally told the world how she felt.


Alcohol & Nervous Wits
Razor Blades & Bloody Writs
Deceving Eyes Trapped In Lies
Can't Escape The Painful Cries.


Have you ever felt that your friends only ask you if you're okay because they feel like it's their job?
Have you ever wondered how many of the people who ask that actually mean it?


I'll be your bitch;
Your little whore,
Your gutless cunt
And nothing more.
I'll be your dope;
I'll be your lie.
You'll be my rope;
My suicide.
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# Posté le mardi 27 mars 2007 16:16

Modifié le mardi 01 janvier 2008 13:38