Don’t you hate it when you start a paper late on a Sunday night…
and Microsoft Word seems to think you don’t exist?
So you think, “Whatever, I’ll just handwrite it!” But even that doesn’t go as planned?
Then your morale is down and you think, “It’s okay, I’ll just order pizza. Pizza always makes everything better!” Or so you think…
But then, as if a message from the heavens, your BFF texts you, “OMG did u hear??! Substitute teacher tmrw!!!!!” And you’re like…




















:B
u r depressing
hahaha