one time we got a new kid in fifth grade and he walks right in and sticks his hand under the stapler and staples his hand and just looks at the teacher and goes “I’m going to the nurse” and leaves
my boyfriend and i had a massive argument. he said i was the most boring person he’s dated so i quietly walked out the room and decided it was time for “me time”, went on tumblr, ran a bath and here i am having the time of my life with something called fun and purple hair toner. he also unfollowed me on tumblr so i hope this is reblogged enough so that he sees it and realises what he is missing out on the little shit
school doesnt even test your intelligence it tests your memory
it tests my patience
it tests my ability to hold my pee
it tests my ability to keep calm and not slap a bitch
There are four types of people at school.
First you have your Ravenclaws
then your Hufflepuffs
then your Gryffindors
and lastly, your Slytherins.