Avoid the Turks at all cost

 

 

Well, I fail at life :\

 

 

Or just at blogging.

 

School took over, then I went back home to Wisco, then I went back to 10x more school, and then I got sick. And now I'm here. still sick. And dealing with more shtupid shchool shtuff. Like, things I shouldn't be dealing with shtuff. Like, I either have to risk getting assaulted 3 times a week or drop a class shtuff. Shcool. Sho over rated.

 

The rest of this week is going to kinda suck, and next week I have a butt load of exams. But then comes spring break, which will consist of sitting at home in Wisco for a week doing nothing, so I will stay good on my word then.

 

Also planning on starting to make videos soon. As a present to me, I am buying myself a dvd recorder after I give my big speech on Thursday. Then the fun will really begin.

 

But in order to do so, I need to go actually write said speech. So... yea... guess I probably should've been doing that for the past couple hours...

Woops.

Shtuff happens.

Like avoiding assault.

Stay away from the Turks.

And short guys.

Short guys walking around bus stops in puffy pants.

In the middle of the day.

That's when you really have to watch out.

It's when you least expect it.

That's how they gonna GETCHA!!!

 

And if they call you cutie, walk in the opposite direction.

If the best they can think of to describe you as is "cute", then they have less than flattering opinions of you, which means they therefore have less than admirable intentions.

 

Yes.

 

They think you would make a fine drug dealer on the schoolground.

 

Like I said, avoid short Turks with poor fashion sense.

It's just not worth it.