The Twitter of My Life

For your snarking pleasure, some thoughts that have run through my head the past week.

• Wtf people, it's January in Kentucky. Stop it with the flip flops.
• She's kinda pretty, in that obviously fake tan orange sort of way I mean.
  
• Eff it, I'm going to be the talker in class. I have something to say on social theory.
  
• On that note, dude, don't be the talker in class. Everything you say comes out with a douché accent.
• I wonder if that's teased or a bump-it? Either way, I can't see over/around it.
• I bet he's 19, he has that 19 year old I totally know what I'm doing after one semester of college cocky walk.
• Holy crap, there are a lot of people smaller than me. I'm talking 8" shorter. I could put her in my put pocket small.
• You know, for as tiny as that girl is (and that she's a uk cheerleader), she has remarkably big man hands.
• How does a person chew gum so loud?
• Dreads on a girl...no, just not a good look.
• Hey that's angry chem girl! Wow, she still looks seriously angry. Maybe that's just her default face?
• That's right kids, these are peanut butter Oreos, and you should be jealous. Grown ups bring good stuff in our lunchboxes