The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot

It seems, after all this time, I would be able to tell the difference between up and down.

(none)

Off we go, into the wild blue yonder.

I'm seasick

Highschool is a cage. We're all so close, like in a boxing ring. There's boys and girls and cliques and other cliques and who's dating who? Or mostly, who made out with who and when and didn't they already have another boyfriend/girlfriend? Or why did he make out with her or why do they even hang out with eachother, really? Didn't she cheat on him with him while he was cheating on her with her? I can't believe she wore that or went there or is best friends with such and such. She's insecure and he's stupid and she's a cheerleader and he's a nerd.

EVERYBODY'S TALKING ABOUT EVERYBODY.

I just feel like we could all be best friends if we tried. Or maybe were already trying?

Indeed

It isn't everyday you see batman riding an elephant.

Words and words and words

I have decided, for the benefit of myself as well as those around me, to start saying the word perposterous on a semi- regular basis.

Situation 1:

(While walking down the hall, murmuring to self)

Presposterous!

It was the only applicable use of the word I could think of.

Where are you going?

Crazy.

Wanna come?