Dear Lord, if I saw that face I'd get the fuck out, move to Puerto Rico, dye my hair, drink chemicals to make my skin color change, wear contacts, gain weight then lose it, create a new name, a new family, a new past, and maybe even move to Mars.

They're just standing there like, "Yep . . . we're fucked. Better take a head start to Mexico before boss finds us."

*You poor fuck. Not everyone can afford a new TV.

Spondebob doesn't have any other teeth on the top row except for his two front ones.

I don't have any times for any games or secrets. I have sleep to sleep and books to read and laziness to ensue.

It just depends on the child's experiences, influences, peer pressures, and parental teachings. I mean, if someone has lived in luxury for their entire life then they general don't think much of it because that's what's normal for them. If their parents always give in to their incessant whining, then they'll use that as a means of solving problems because that's how they know to resolve something. If TV tells them that the "right" family is a wife, a husband, two kids, and a dog, then they will probably come to believe it (maybe not entirely, but they'll be influenced by it). If everyone at school has an iPhone and that's what's "cool", then they'll probably want one as well. Especially if they're being bullied as a result of not having on (but being bullied is a hardship and typically those who experience hardship aren't brats). If parents say something like "wearing red is bad" then, to them, wearing red is bad. So, stop blaming them. It's simply how they were raised to think.

What if you're friends with a physicist? Would it be Twilight instead?

Yeah, that lump you saw on the sidewalk yesterday? That was me hiding from the cold. At least I have Internet access and no one's suspected anything. Although, a couple kids did poke my hut with a stick yesterday before their mother shouted at them to come inside. . . . Hopefully they don't come back.

I dunno, theories, politics, the happenings of the world, Harry Potter, philisophical topics, etc.

Am I the only one who actually agreed with the "good form" before realizing they were referring to her ass?

Except you add stabbing pains in your abdomen, crazy hormones that will make you cry at a dropped box of tissues (which you will then pick up to dab at your still-flowing tears), and a freakish need for some ice cream, Doritos, and something altogether salty.

Wasn't this the episode with the Hash Slinging Slasher?

I love how the idea is made just for her so that not many others can copy it.

Well, the teacher probably has a lot more students than just your class (unless you're in elementary school or something). I think my teachers have about four or five classes of about thirty students (well, actually my class has thirty-seven) so that's anywhere from 120 to 150 students. It would take me a bit to remember that many names. You should just be glad with whatever progress they have so far.