MY PTO, NOT YOURS, BITCH./MEG'S PERSONAL SPACE IS NOT RESPECTED AT ALL

Okay, legit, Skylark and the girl involved in the hoe-sandwich joke would not shut up about PTO today. The kept la-la-la-ing the Angel of Music, but neither could remember the words.

Skylark to girl-And when I'm Christine, you can be Meg Giry!

ME:YOU SON OF A FUCKING BITCH.


I KNOW EVERY FUCKING WORD TO PTO AND PRACTICALLY EVERYONE IN LOVE NEVER DIES. I AM THE FREAKING MEG GIRY, SO BACK OFF YOU HOE. I WAS THE PHANTOM FOR HALLOWEEN LAST YEAR, NOT YOU. DIRTY WHORE. I HOPE YOU DIE.


Lovely friend. In choir, you couldn't find a bigger bitch.


Okay, everyone just likes invading my space. The crazy red head was petting my arm all through choir, and Mrs. Adams had to stop rehearsal, like, twice, just to get her off me.
Bread and Harry and Kaiden just like poking me so I like, die.

And Ness, the biting is just weird.

Legit. I'm upset, please stop.

I promised Kaiden I owed him big time in order to get the requirements for my huge project due monday...I'm so afraid...

Gonna go type, then watch some more S AND S.

TEAM COLONEL BRANDON.

-THE MEG GIRY, BITCHES.

QUOTES:
Cat-I'm so pale, I never go outside. I'm paler than you.
Me-*pulls back sleeve*
Her-Whoa, you're paler than me.
Me-No one is paler than me, bitch.
Her-*laugh*

I pwn. All day.

Redranger made a comment about me being pale today just randomly...I don't even know where it came from....