poetry slam workshop

'twas awesome.

yeah i loved it. a place to be over-dramatic and actually accepted!

(i'm trying to type this all as fast as i can cos i want to go watch Live Earth)

oh yeah, and at the workshop, we wore green for global warming awareness.

we also experienced some bad dressers, nice people and he-bitches.

(some) maris stella high school boys, you're an insult to humanity.

like, don't be a bitch and criticize people.

why? cos nobody likes bitches.

"but i don't care what other people think!" yeah, but that's in the bad way. BIATCH.

BITCH. BIOTCH. BIATCH. BETCH.

7 pm, gotta scoot.