This doesn't apply to college: Are you a Junior? Thinking about college? Start.
Are you a Senior? Thinking about college? Apply, you dumbass.
Not going to college? Join the military. You need job skills. Out of high school, you're unemployable.
I blame your parents for not letting your teachers tell you how worthless you are to the real world.
This does. Girls. If you're wondering why the guy you like doesn't seem to get the hint, a quick and dirty way to get his attention is to STOP TALKING ABOUT YOUR BOYFRIEND.
Guys. I know you think you're cool. You're not. Stop acting like a douche bag.
Girls. Stop dressing like whores. You're gonna get raped.
Guys. Pull up your pants. Pop your collars, though. It may look weird, but it's fine by me.
Girls. That nerdy kid that you expect is going to help you, is not going to help you unless you put out. It's a new generation. And the internet is full of porn.
Guys. Sex completely changes relationships. If you're only there because you want sex, you're going to have to handle the break up. It is your fault. If you really enjoy the company of that person, don't have sex. Either way, you're gonna fuck it up.
Both of you. The other sex doesn't know what you want, they're not magically going to get it. Not tomorrow. Not 50 years from now. Just say it, you won't ever see them again after 4 years.
Lastly. You know that friend of yours that doesn't have to do homework and doesn't have to study but magically passes every class with a B or better? You're not them.
Do your fucking homework.
2 comments:
Hilarious, Ronny.
Funny how after all these years, I still like to wear new clothes on the first day of school even though I'm not going.
Funny, sure... to look at it.
But remember when it was the end of your world because Jake Thomas wouldn't even look your way?
I remember when the biggest crisis in my life was when I signed up for drama class and they announced it would not be an english credit 3 days in to the class.
I remember when my best friend was in the chamber choir and he was almost in tears because he didn't think he'd be able keep up with the choir, so the nicest thing I could think to do was to drop two of my study halls and join the chamber choir. (I had to join the regular choir, too.)
I remember that no matter how much things didn't matter from day to day, everything was a huge deal.
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