| This semester will be hilarious.
We are all sick of it.
More coming. |
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| Finals week can kiss my studyin' ass. |
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| Because I am, in fact, a hooker, i have decided to post. (Just for you.) My filthy STDs will radiate at WinterGlow. When the lights come on, everyone will catch chlamydia. And die. Sorry.
Watch out. We will get you. We will try to attack before you can get to one of those "Safe Walk" call boxes. We are in the Liberal Arts building, we have people in the library. We wear short Abercrombie skirts in December. No one knows why. We like to be naked. We like UCO Basketball. We think we are cute and origional. Everyone knows that we're robots. They hate us. They must be jealous of our overprocessed hair and sub-par intelligence.
Next subject- "Broncho Lake". To me, it seems more like a pond. I tried to dump some corpses in there, but dammit! It was too shallow. Now they all rest in Arcadia Lake. Broncho Lake's fountains look like fun. In the spring, I'd like to play in the water. Too bad there are signs. Everyone knows that a sign will stop anything bad from happening. WARNING. This word on a sign will keep everyone from having fun and enjoying life. There are life preservers in case anyone almost dies. I guess they are for those suicidal parapalegic kids... I'm pretty sure the rest of us can swim in water that is five feet deep.
Now it's your turn to take your UCO frustrations out in the forms of angsty comments. DO IT. |
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| VIVA LA REVOLUTION.
I can't think of anything funny to say. |
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| It's still there and I'm really about to kill someone.
Everytime I'm driving down 2nd Street, I see it and for some reason, it just makes me really, really angry. It leans! For the love....
In other news, my biology professor needs to learn to speak English.
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