Them:
Me:
August 2011
109 posts
how you and your friends dance:
Meanwhile, in my room..
^THIS.
Expectations:
Reality:
Like this:
But if I ever try to do that, the teacher would be like:
I walked the halls looking like where the fuck are my classes:
Now I walk the halls like I was born in them:
Expectations:
Reality:
“AND - oh, nevermind”
I’m sitting on the chair.
you’re like;
and they’re like; “what did you just say?”
and then you’re just like; “Fudge! I said fudge”
and then they’re just like;
and you do whatever you please
Then you hear something
HOLY SHIT THEY’RE HERE
Then you run to your room like this
your mom asks you what the hell you are doing
nothing mom, just studying
“are you sure”
“Mom please, who do you think I am?”
“oh, my child is so smart!”
And when she leaves:
“If only she knew”
Uhm, excuse me. But this is my post..http://lmaogtfo.tumblr.com/post/5877940575
Seriously, it pisses me the fuck off when people do this.
And they’re like “GET IT OFFFFF!”
So you’re like:
And then they’re all like:
So you’re like “but…..but you told me to!”
and you’re just like











































































