Sup frands.
I'm bored.
And sweaty.
I'm on the bus. -.-
That Sierra chick keeps staring at me and it's really creepy.
And great now she's making weird noises.
My classes are so boring that I have to bring coffee to keep me from falling asleep.
If I want to go to sleep at night then I should just record my teachers teaching and I should listen to them.
Yeah.
It's THAT boring.
.-.
My teachers don't seems to mind it though. They know if I'm gonna stay awake then I'm gonna need coffee.
I let my friends try some before I drank any and they said it was the best coffee they had ever had.
I had to teach myself to make the coffee I make.
My dad's coffee is shit, my mom's coffee is ass, and my brother's coffee is hell.
I like my coffee sweet, creamy and rich.
My family drinks black coffee along with me and when they make coffee they barley add anything.
Now me on the other hand, I add a shit ton of sweetener, milk, and this really creamy and rich protein drink I don't know the name of.
Why can't I just have my own car?
I hate having my parents pick me up and hate having to ride the bus.
-_-
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