I need to quit laughing and start stuffing my face when I'm at lunch.
Oh man do I regret not eating when last class rolls around and I'm ready to have my own spot on a feed the children advert.
So when I'm not trying to make the hands on the clock move faster by only using my eyes, I have to stare at this huge, ugly teacher. I start getting jealous of her because she's probably had a TON of goodies to eat today.
I'm never gonna learn anything unless she gives me one slice of just one of the thousands of cakes I know she has in hidden in her desk.
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