AND THE MESSAGE? "STOP BEING RETARDED."
But it ain't gonna hoppene. Teh kay. :o
I am severely goobed. Goobed? That's a new one. But apparently, I am goobed. Har har har.
Mr. Williamson has gotten my story without me handing it into him. Say whaaaaaaat?
Beep beep beep. I don't want to go to religion. Beep beep beep. I want to go home.
Beep beep beep. This message will self destruct in the year 2098. When I am long dead.
I was having interesting fantasies involving Lucius Malfoy last night. HAHAHAHAHA.
Which is odd, because its usually Snape. Mm, Snaaaape.
...Mmmmmm, Lucius... Seeeexy. And eeevil and kiiinky with the caaaane.
...I need some cold water, stat. Yum yum yum! Lucius sex.
BAD BRAIN. Stop now. Focus on school. Not sex with fictional characters.