Senior Year is kind of an absurd life stage.
Right now I have a poem by Andrea Gibson as my only locker decoration. Isn't that obnoxious? The title of this blog post is not from Andrea Gibson. Anyway, I think pictures of Biggie and Karen O. are coming, but it's still all quite unnecessary.
To me, lockers represent oppression. People should let their possessions roam free! Even into the pockets of other people... As a communist, I believe that my goods belong to all who need them as a beautiful gesture of synchronisity and togetherness.
As an Anarchist, I believe the fact that I may very well bust a cap at anyone who takes MY stuff is a highly legitimate deterrent.
No but really....plz don't jack my shit.
Also, I knew swearing off high school dances was the best thing I've ever done. DJ'ing those things is nightmarish. I think the career of DJ D-rippz may well be drawing to a close.
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