I felt like doing stuff. In fact I keep on feeling like that. It's so irritating. Whaarg. Stop wanting a life damn you!
And on a lighter note: I did not make the school newspaper. And they sent me a little note saying "We're sorry you didn't make it. Many qualified applicants applied..."
My thoughts? Bull and shit. I was the only person who applied to be their illustrator. The only. So they just didn't want me. Period.
The way I see it, I would have been doing a favor to them. Their graphics suck. I could haved helped them suck less. All they would have had to let me do was sit in their damn room and draw for a full period a day. And I can do that in the art room.
I had a real rant worked out, until I decided I didn't care. Fuck you! And many cheerful Christmas greeting up your ass! You will not be missed. And I will mock you. Enough.
-Pietro bedroom discontent-
Pietro: But Lance! What about *my* needs?
-Freddy computer shocked-
Fred: Hey... you can find nude pictures of Jean Grey on this Internet
-Jean leather horny-
Hot damn.... I ain't touchin' this one...
-Charles Xavier television mischievious-
The Prof: Right... as of now we get the 'Spice' channel...
Scott: Gee, Professor! What kind of programs do they show?
The Prof: Quiet you... I'm not letting you watch until you're thirty!
Scott: Yessir... *hangs head in puppy-dog like shame*
-Pietro markers envious-
Pietro: *writes 'He's mine!' all over Lance*
Pietro: (to Kitty) He's mine, ok? M-I-N-E. So get your ditzy, valley-
girl self away from here!
Kitty: *gasp* You bastard!
-Rogue shampoo energetic-
Rogue: Oooh! OOOOHH, YESSSS! YESSSS! YEEEEEESSSSS!
Scott: Herbal Essences. Get your dirty minds out of the gutter.
-Scott lamp loved-
Scott: My lava lamp is the only thing in this world that loves me...
Jean: Scott! Get your skinny, skanky ass down here NOW!
-Mystique computer artistic-
Freddy: Wow, lookit what Mystique drew on the computer!
Lance: *squints* Is that her ripping off Magneto's head and
shouting "Quit playing with my fucking paperclips!" ?
Todd: Could be...
-Charles Xavier park excited-
The Prof: Whee! Now let's go on the swings!
Scott: Err... Professor...?
The Prof: *whaps Scott* Quiet! I know what I'm doing!
-Jean couch crushed-
Jean: Freddy! Get OFF of me!
-Jean shower scared-
*eerie violin music plays*
Jean: Um... I'm not Anne Heche and this is not the remake
of 'Psycho', right?
Jean: Yeah... this is SO not funny.
Scott: (from other side of shower curtain) Hello? Shut up, Jean,
you're ruining the drama.
-Kurt candle scared-
Scott: Fire good... fire GOOD!
-Scott tattoo morose-
Scott: Why, why, why did I get your name tattooed on my ass with a
little heart around it?
Logan: *smiling coyly* I don't know, sugarplum, but you were REALLY
Challenge in a Can