Okay guys here’s the update:
- I’m in college
- I have my face painted on on a daily basis
- it happens against my will
- I was forced to do a lame af catwalk on the cafeteria tables it was awful I got booed off
- also had to booty shake to get my stolen ID card back
- but the plus point is that I think the seniors like me now as much as their stone cold hearts allow them to because I’m down 4 anything (I pretend to be)
- (I was totally down for the booty shaking though, no lie)
- but I need to stop
- the marker they drew on my face with today stung like hell
- in 7th grade I got a heart made on my face with one of those toxic markers
- guess who had a heart shaped scar on her fucking face for a year?
- Also some of the seniors whom I haven’t encountered yet but noticed from afar are like really really fucked up
- and really emotionally invested in ragging you
- which is sad
- Anyway I have so much homework already in my first two days of college I don’t know how I’m going to make it through 4 years
- fucking art school
- we were made to draw lines on the floor with a chalk… held between our toes
- we have to practice that at home too
