I remember 15. I may not have posted it on Clutchfans, but I definitely would have had a little rant amongst friends. I miss those days. Now, I have real problems.
This reminded me of this story which appeared several times in one thread I met an older woman at a bar last night. She wasn't bad for 45, we drank and talked a bit, then she asked if I 'd ever had a mother and daughter threesome? I said no. We drank a bit more, then she says that tonight was my lucky night. I went back to her place. She put the hall light on and shouted upstairs: "Mom you still awake?"
Maybe I shouldn't be so harsh. I began posting on this board when I was 15 and had several hundred incoherent and r****ded posts before I actually made a complete thought. Guess what kid, life sucks. You're going to find out that nobody is going to give a **** about you as soon as you walk out your parents door. Nobody will care if you fall off a vegetable truck and get ran over and pelted with rutabegas. Nobody will rush to your aide if you fall off a piano onto a hardwood floor and sprain your ring finger. And nobody will ever, ever stop to hand you a tissue if you fall out of a boat into a scalding hot spring. Just don't fall out of stuff, thats about all the advice I can give you.
dude im 10th grade as well are you taking the psat on the 17th thats when i take it i already looked over that study guide
When I was a kid I had to walk FIFTEEN miles to school every morning. And we didn't have this.. automobile.. thing that you kids nowadays take for granted. We had horses and mules. My 'pa took the horse and mule every morning to the market to carry our goods to the market so our family can eat. So I had to walk every morning to school and I had to dodge bullets and canon balls because back then the South was still fighting with the North.
when i was a kid, i had to drive a 5 year old toyota celica. man, that was embarrassing. oh yea, i had to mail letters....with a FREAKIN' STAMP!
Once when I was about 10 or 11 I got left at the Astrodome by my church youth group and you know what I did? I stayed calm, found the help desk and got them to call my parents so that they could come pick me up. You are a baby, get over it I don't care if you are 15 or not. People make mistakes / forget things all the time.
dude i never said i was scared. i said i was pissed. lol and no im not taking it on the 17th other 10th grader, im taking it saturday morning
