honestly though, that place is so disgusting. I don't know if there is one person who hangs around there that is not on meth. the buses are even worse. they have a combined stench of dirty hair, cigarettes, and the breath of the drunk guy who tried to spoon me in my sleep at band camp. it's gross, but it means that I am not at school, and that's what makes Tuesdays and Thursdays so awesome. I have FUNDAMENTALS OF MUSIC in the morning then nothing the rest of the day. I clap in class, then I'm allowed to go home and play Smash Bros. awesome.
today, during music class, I thought up the perfect name for my first born child. not that I will ever have a child, because I have this whole thing about how wrong it is that there can be a human curled up inside my insides, but this name is too good. okay:
Lando Sforzando Marlon Brando.
it's perfect, right? you got Lando, who is the second coolest person in the Star Wars universe, and you have Sforzando which has something to do with playing a note with influence, and you have Marlon Brando. win win win.
you're welcome future child.
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