EDITED VERSION
Untitled by Brooke Devine and Jennie Reini
I see London, I see France
Brooke is dead
Roses are red, Violets are blue
We're both dead
Yeah, that was a poem that Jenni and I wrote just a few hours ago shortly after we discovered that the teacher that we've been waiting to have FOR YEARS resigned and now we don't have a teacher. I have to share a locker (newly decorated) with someone who I thought hated my guts, but doesn't, so I don't mind. I'm only four lockers away from Gemini, so that's a cool thing. Yeah. Why, Terv, WHY?!
>:-(
posted by [ brooke ] @ 12:52 PM
6 comments
6 Comments:
interesting poem. I c u got a "WORD VERIFICATION" thing too.
that should keep the spam comments away.
You'll be okay!
Not that you won't fully be missing out, as the Tervinator is beyond supreme! :(
Brooke, change your blog name. You're better than stupid. And no, I don't care that it's a Weird Al song.
Hi Brooke. This is Chrissy.
n i was just wondering why you dont like me i think it would be fun to share lockers but if you dont want thats cool pope said he would switch with me
LOVE CHRISSY
No, Chrissy, I want to share a locker with you! I just didn't think that you liked me. I'm sorry. ):
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