"What, are you five?", this is the most sentences that Yali got by our class, she refused to stand at her place because the guy (Itay) that making some separate between us wasn't around all the time (popularity do change people).
It was quite funny, she is afraid from me.
If I would talk to her, I would probably say that I don't bite, yet.
It's funny, she is the easy case.
Five year old disguised as 12 year old (biologically) and me, enchant disguised as a 12 year old.
So, as always, rehearsals.
It sucks.
And today I (re)discovered that I hate our principal.
It's sick that if I wear simple shirt (like our uniform) but without the ugly useless logo, she shout on me and forces me to wear a hoodie (to hide).
But when others wear tank tops (forbidden!) with some pattern, it's okay.
What?
Oh, hatred, here you are again.
My mom forced me to give my brother money because I called him with a curse he says all the time.
Not fair, mom.
So today we have one event.
The graduation party of our school, and in less then a week, the regional one.
They both including the movements of hell.
DANCING.
Through my facebook traveling to nowhere, I found that the vocal man (Andy, am I right?) models for a shirt, that there's a picture of him in it.
I think that stupidity crossed lines.
I still hate it in backpacks and shirts of kids that they get from their preschools and kindergartens.
This is extremely dumb, wearing your face on you chest.
Disturbing.
VERY DISTURBING.
It's like when people doing the belly-button man, just worse.
And by the way, someone of them jumped to the crowd (I'm not that surprised somehow), and the crowd stole his ID, the wallet, and the ear piercing.
What?
I want to give a trophy or something for the ear piercing stealer, it's epic, he is a professional thief.
But seriously.
Who the fuck put an ID and a wallet on him, while he perform?!
Because of course that the sheriff will try to arrest you when you drink whiskey while you singing youth and whiskey (still hate this song).
So I need to go there, I'll go back hoe at 2 am, so I won't post.
Tomorrow is morning movie.
Bye.
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