A few days ago, I had the pleasure of sitting in front of some freshmen boys on the bus. I knew as soon as they got on the bus and I looked at the empty seats behind me, I was screwed. The had the most interesting convo ever. It’s like one of those conversations you can’t not listen to. This was literally their conversation:
Stupid Freshman Boy 1: !@#$% ^^%$# @!^&^ %$#
Stupid Freshman Boy 2: ^%$# @^&^% $#&**
They used at least 3 curse words in every sentence they said. I was appalled and at the same time, I wasn’t. I mean, a few curse words slip out of my mouth every now and then but I don’t use them in my everyday language. How is it even possible that a person cannot go one sentence without saying one curse word? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND. I really just wanted to backhand slap all of them :| AND I was listening to music on my phone with the volume turned all the way up.
Today, I had the pleasure of listening to people in front of me have a very loud conversation about pooping, curse words included. I. Do. Not. Like. The. Bus.
When I get my licence and a car:
It’s 12:26 now and I should really be asleep but I’m not blehuifjkl. About this post: When I say today, I actually mean yesterday (Thursday), seeing as it’s Friday. I still haven’t replied to comments, siiii. I’ll get on them later today. Sorry guise! ;__;