if ya’ll niggas don’t keep reblogging that sky/night/sunset shit bruh. i got shit to do with my life and scrolling through that shit takes about five minutes. i don’t have time.
Awhile ago back in IB Art
Cynthia: Hey, Nate guess what?
Cynthia: I tried it without a condom.
Me: Oh reallllyyyy.
Cynthia: Yeah it felt like I was Jasmine riding the magic carpet.
Me: Penalty for talking!
Me: Penalty for talking!
Them: WHAT THE FUCK?
Me: Penalty for cussing and talking!
Them: *Flips me off*
Him: *Fans out arms and spins around*
Me: What the fuck are you doing?
Him: I’m 21 now and I can buy fucking liquor and I can be a propeller.
I finally got the joke. Wow.
Why was Six afraid of Seven… cause Seven ATE Nine.
I wasn’t aware that was a pun. World revelations man.
Another anecdote for you guys.
When I was in the… third grade I believe, I got into my first real fist-fight with some kid. He wasn’t a bully, just and ordinary guy. It was recess time and I loved to play tether-ball as a kid and I came to a court that had a line. I got in line and waited, and waited to show this guy up because he had defeated all the other kids in the game in previous rounds.
I finally get to the top of the line and waited until I can go up next. The kid that beat everyone, lost to another guy. And he didn’t want to leave so I got so pissed off and I was having none of his shit, and I went behind the kid and put my arms around him, and threw him against the ground. Then I lunged at the kid and started punching the shit out of his gut.
I’m not saying I won, as I was about to leave and run away from the teacher, he grabbed my ankle and I tripped and fell face first and he dragged me for about a foot. Then the teacher came and broke it up. I got in-school suspension for a week and had to stay in the principal’s office. It was horrible.
I was a rebel without a cause.
I am so happy I have double eyelids. Asians with mono eyelids often get picked on judt for that. And yes, I’ve experienced the infamous assholes through out childhood who likes to pull the skin of their eyes to impersonate an Asian person and proceed to say some racist shit like ‘ching chong’. But actually, as a kid, my family used to call me Big Eyes because my eyes as a youngin’ resembled fat marbles.
I just ran to my car with my boxers on and a bowl of cereal in my hand to get something and all these people start looking at me weirdly. Only because they were mountain dew boxers.