Jasons

Senior Year

First day of senior year.
Hmm... Those shitty days.

I'll never forget those.
But I wish I could wipe those memories off my damn ass.

I'll explain to you my most unforgettable moments through a musical.
Okay?...

Let's start.

------------------Beautiful--------------------
This song is an introduction to my stupid shitstick enemies that want to cut my fucking head off.

September 1st, 1989
Dear Diary, I believe I'm a good person
Well, I mean I see good in everyone

Here we are
First day of senior year

And uh,
I look at all these people that I've known all my life
And I ask myself, what happened?

(FREAK, SLUT, BURNOUT, BUG EYES, POSER, LARD ASS!)

We were so tiny
Happy and shiny
Playing tag and getting chased

(FREAK, SLUT, LOSER, SHORT BUS!)

Singing and clapping
Laughing and napping
Baking cookies, eating paste

(BULL DYKE, STUCK UP, HUNCHBACK!)

Then we got bigger
That was the trigger
Like the Huns invading Rome

Welcome to my school
This ain't no highschool
This is the Thunderdome

Hold your breath and count the days
We're graduating soon

(WHITE TRASH!)

College will be paradise if I'm not dead by June

(Nathaniel sees children playing and blushes in the beauty of the past)

But I know, I know
Life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed back then, we could change again
We could be beautiful

(Nathaniel accidentally trips over a girl)

Ow!
Are you okay?
Get away, nerd!
Oh, okay...

(FREAK, SLUT, CRIPPLE, HOMO, HOMO, HOMO!)

Things will get better
As soon as my letter
Comes from Harvard, Duke or Brown

Wake from this coma
Take my diploma
Then I can blow this town

Dream of ivy covered walls and smokey French cafes

(Watch it!)

Fight the urge to strike a match and set this dump ablaze.

(A girl bully slams Nathan's lunch tray to the floor.)
Oops...!

Sam Sweeney
Third Year as linebacker and eighth year at smacking lunch trays and being a huge BITCH!

What did you say to me, dick?

Ahh nothing!

But I know, I know
Life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
We were kind before, we can be kind once more
We can be beautiful

(Nathan bumps into an overweight and screams)
Aah!
Oh hey, Marco
Hey.

Marco Dunnstock, my best friend, since diapers.
So we on for movie night?
Yeah! You're in Jiffy Pop detail.
I rented the Princess Bride.
Again? Haven't you had it memorized by now?
What can I say, I'm a sucker for a happy ending.

(A voice comes out of nowhere and slams Marco's lunch tray)

Marco Dumptruck, wide load!

Honk! Hahaha.
(It turns out to be one of the bitch duo)