Freaking phone hurts so freaking bad when it drops on your collarbone.
Just owwwwwwww!
Anyways, I've decided to post something since I haven't posted anything since the 30 of August which no one has read, but it's okay because I write on wattpad for fun not attention. Though knowing someone, anyone, is reading your chapters is quite exciting.
But no one is.
You see my dilemma.
Fucking Selena fucking Gomez is playing in my sorrowful state of fucking disaster.
But here I am. A month into fucking sophomore year of fucking high school and life sucks.
Sucks.
With a capital S.
If fucking life couldn't get worse I have a fucking assignment on Tuesday I could possibly fail because I don't know shit about budget planning. I didn't sign up for that shit. Damn.
I mean, shiitake mushrooms, dam them beavers! They ate my mushrooms! For sure.
Analytical geometry couldn't be more amazing. -note my fucking sarcasm-
I literally would have zero fucks if they threw fucking probability out the motherfucking standards.
Like FUN MUSHROOMS AT THE FAIR THAT TASTE LIKE COTTON CANDY DIPPED WITH WAFFLE HOUSE FUNNING SYRUP.
Just so we are clear, I hate mushrooms. I dislike large amounts of cotton candy all I once, and Waffle House syrup is bae.
But what was I saying?
Geometry sucks. The only thing I like point blank about math is the formulas. Formulas I can get. Anything else, my ears are flying out the mother fudging classroom windows.
Anyways, that last sentence was not correct in however which way I said it.
Fudging English grammar rules I swear. Taking that for fourteen years did me some real good shizz. -note my occurring sarcasm-
I am so tireedd. Why the eff did I just say that? No one cares, clearly that would be obviously since it's 12 something maybe even 1 here.
So today I visited a friend. And she has the most adorable little nephews ever and I love them all so much. They love me too so...don't think for a second they don't. They are maybe two years apart each maybe even one I don't know; I never pay attention to their ages that much. Only their cute adorable little faces while I kiss their adorable little cheeks. Anyways, don't mind me fangirlling over my friend's sister-in-law's kids. I can never forget them burying their cute little heads on my shoulder. If they fell asleep I wouldn't mind because they are so adorbs. I love them so much. And plus their blue eyes are to die for. If that even made any sense. My goodness, I sound like...a weird old grandma talking about her daughter's kids' kids.
But that's besides the point.
These kids literally burst into her room every two seconds and I can't help but smile as they hid in the closet so many times I couldn't count. If you asked me which one was my favorite, I couldn't choose because I adore them all so much but the oldest one might be slightly higher than the others. Just kidding!
So this was a chapter I wrote about three or two weeks ago and now I'm posting it even if I seem like a weird old loving kid lady...
(Sept. 7 2015 at 1:03 am to be exact)
