Extremely Perishable

Just like the Titanic, my virginity and acid-wash jeans.

Hockey Stick Contest

Again...trying to avoid hateration...but it's hard. Every Sunday I sit in as an endured member of my residence hall's comittee and every Sunday I come out more frustrated than I did the last. Mainly because of the "president" of the proceedings who is an unholy fuck-head. He's a self-satisfied, macho, condescending weasle of a guy who (along with his co-president) wields a hockey stick as a symbol of his power.

O...and his girlfriend is a skinny little brown noser who can't remember my name or even that I live in the building, despite the fact being pointed out to her many times.
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