Fresh Meat--Straight From the Market

Yo, wassup mates?
Eri and I entered school a few weeks ago as freshmen.
Exciting, yes?
The buildings were a fricken two stories! Man, that's just HUGE.
GIGANTIC.
ENORMOUS.
(that's what she said.)
I wasn't late to any of my classes, due to my amazing navigation skills. Eri...well, I don't know, her sense of direction isn't as fine as mine.
Haha, what am I saying, I barely made it to my classes on time.
"Where the hell is B111? Wait, what's that dark corridor...? Ah, there's the room. Thanks to my sharp eye, I actually found this hidden closet room."

Honestly, I didn't see a point to dressing up nicely for the first day. So yeah, my hair was a mess like always, and my clothes may have been put on backwards.
What's the point of nice clothing?
All you're doing is reuniting with friends, greeting old classmates, and rushing to your class.
Trip over those high heels, noobs. I'll be in my worn out sneakers laughing at you.
I'm not sadistic, k.
Maybe a little.
Not that much, though. ;P

High school is g8, tho. It's not the same clique of popular idiots who run the whole school.
You just need your little group of friends, and life is cool. :D

Freshmen Fridays are cool, mates.

kbye.

-sardonic. 9/2/13