I have been off school now for about 3 weeks and i am dying here. i swear my brain is shriveling up.... The other day, i sat watching tv, this was about 3 ish in the afternoon, and i was just thinking of chocolate being the fatty i am. I am just casually sitting, then my dad pops his head round the corner, him not coming home for about 4 more hours, and i shizz myself.
Now, most of my stories consist of me throwing something down me or choking on some food after spitting it everywhere, like the time i sneezed and my frosties spilt all over my lap and the floor, but this one does not. It ends. Just like that. Done. Just some fat girl wanting attention.
Bye.
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