Review: Cold Class

Hey, you awesome, wonderful people. It is so great of you to tolerate my ramblings for twice today, but I have a rant. For some of you who OBVIOUSLY hate swearing, I won’t use profanity (looking at you, Anonymous). Today we had History and our teacher (let’s call him Mr. Butthead) didn’t tell us we had a fire drill, and so I went out in my cotton shirt, in 40 degree weather. Talk about chilly.com/FREEZING! So I was out there with my unbearably cute, but unbearably cold shirt, freezing down to the very marrow of my bones, and called in a group huddle. I mean, we were chattering! What would you have done? So we got into a little group huddle, like students being penguins (which we were) and warmed up a little. And the ABBY girl (JK, love you Abby) wrapped me up in her cooozzzy warm coat and I was so warm.com/cozy J. And then we went inside. By the way, proof from a reliable source (aka NOT my mind) has shown that Nicki Minaj plays the bagpipes. Yes, she not only flys in starships, pounds alarms, and boom boom booms her super bass, but she plays a set of bagpipes. More to come. Also, I’m now in a relationship, thanks to yes on one. It’s with my friend Lily. We’re debating getting married (….well. THAT escalated quickly). See ya, my Yannsburites!