I'm on a pentathlon team...and were studying lewis and clark for super quiz and we have to read this dumb book...heres what the back says:
"My name is Sacagwea and my family is the Shoshone Tribe high up in the majestic rockies. You may know me as the legendary indian who guided and interpreted for the legendary Lewis and Clark as they explored the Mississippi river..."
any one else catch his big mistake?
"there is nothing because there are no words with wich to think any other way than regurgitating slogans and propaganda that has been served to you by the government. people become human soundtracks. it prevents self expression and without words to express individual thoughts what becomes of a person? they are nothing but an extention of human power"-Yvette S.
One day we went to kindergarten and they never let us out...
-Sarah Goodbye you liar, Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything Then you think you will inspire Take apart your head (and I wish I could inspire) Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
-Sarah Goodbye you liar, Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything Then you think you will inspire Take apart your head (and I wish I could inspire) Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
todays screwed up pentathlon where i go and study for hours and hours and all i get is this quater sized medal and mabey a scholorship if i win enough times
"there is nothing because there are no words with wich to think any other way than regurgitating slogans and propaganda that has been served to you by the government. people become human soundtracks. it prevents self expression and without words to express individual thoughts what becomes of a person? they are nothing but an extention of human power"-Yvette S.
One day we went to kindergarten and they never let us out...
odio_la_cabra wrote:todays screwed up pentathlon where i go and study for hours and hours and all i get is this quater sized medal and mabey a scholorship if i win enough times
and the parents are happy, the grandparents are happy, and you die a little inside.
me, i don't care what you do.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
of course you dont, your not supposed to....yes yes yes they're happy, which means if i keep them happy for long periods of time they buy me things (i dont have any money cause i dont get an alowwance and nobody wants to break that 'underage labor' rule)
"there is nothing because there are no words with wich to think any other way than regurgitating slogans and propaganda that has been served to you by the government. people become human soundtracks. it prevents self expression and without words to express individual thoughts what becomes of a person? they are nothing but an extention of human power"-Yvette S.
One day we went to kindergarten and they never let us out...
odio_la_cabra wrote:of course you dont, your not supposed to....yes yes yes they're happy, which means if i keep them happy for long periods of time they buy me things (i dont have any money cause i dont get an alowwance and nobody wants to break that 'underage labor' rule)
lies, your grandpa does it for you anyway. like you want to work anyway.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
"there is nothing because there are no words with wich to think any other way than regurgitating slogans and propaganda that has been served to you by the government. people become human soundtracks. it prevents self expression and without words to express individual thoughts what becomes of a person? they are nothing but an extention of human power"-Yvette S.
One day we went to kindergarten and they never let us out...
you hear that lizzard breath, he thought you were a little too butch and older.
oh yeah, that's my niece.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
Josh wrote:i am so verry sorry i don't know whay i thought those things
its because she's wicked!
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
any one else catch his big mistake?
