My brother drew that picture. He's older than me. And that thing makes me feel un comfortable.

 I was reading pick up line before this. Wanna here one?: Your breasts look heavy. Let me hold them for you.

SO

Last year, our teacher had to go deal with family buiseness, that we aren't getting into right know, so we had subs. Usaully she sends in strict old ladys so wwe could barley tell she was gone, so me, and my bff at the time Morgan, were super suprised when the door opened and we saw, literally the most attractive man I had ever seen. Like, he was the deffiniton of hot. I mean, I'm not into dudes, but I'm not blind. I like, was in shock. Our mouths dropped, and Morgan was all, "Wow." Matthew jumped (Literally)  forward and was all, "Who are you??" The sub flashed us a perfect smile and said, "Matthew. But you guys can call me Matt." Yes everyone. His name was Matthew. Lemme just describe him for you. He had light brown skin, soft brown eyes, black hair that fell across his forehead in a messy style. His eyebrows were kinda thicc, but it fit his face perfectly.He had one of those real, like, sharp jaws. He had a blue plaid button down and jeans. He was the Science sub, and my Science class was my 1st period. So, in 4th period, most of us girls were talking about Matt. Only, Allison wasn't because she's gay (she thinks shes straight tho) and this girl Elena. Also, this person Aliyah, but she still talked about him. Aliyah was all, "Oh my god, ew, he's not hot." I was like, "Do you have eyes? Everyone but you agrees." (I was all drama okay? I'm a changed woman.) and so all of us girls went up to Elena, and i said, "Do you think the sub in Science was hot?" She glared at us and said, "There is no such thing as ugly and attractive. Everyone is average." Like, excuse me? No. I know what you're thinking, like, "Oh, she just meant that it's opinion," but I asked her if she meant that, and she didn't. So ya. And if you're wondering, Matt was 23. Hazy said that it was gross to think he was hot, but not really. I'm pretty sure he's a child molester tho. 

       Every once and awhile, one of us will just be like, "Remember Matt?" and then some one else (usually me) would say, "Ya. He was really hot." and when it wasn't me saying that, it was Matthew. 

This doesn't have to do with Matt, but Saturday I had 2 basketball games, and Ooooo, honey. Lemme tell you. So, if any of you play basketball, or any sport really, there's like those few teams that are really good. Not to brag, but that's my team. And if some one beats us, it means that they are REALLY good, or that they are dirty. Like, dirty playing. And for you non- sport people, dirty playing means they are cheaters. Also, we had this REALLYYYY bad ref. He was like really fat and old and short. And he said to a girl on my team, "You have an attitude," then he pointed to all of us and was all, "All of you do."  And boi needs to get some hearing aids, 'cause one bitch SLAPPED one of my team mates arms, and it echo through the ground, and he didn't call it. And this team was brutal. Like, every once and a while, I accidently shove some one to the ground. Or scratch them so badly they bleed. (I did that today. Oopsie) But I always apologize. Like, even if I do it on purpose, I always feel bad after. Don't follow in my footsteps though, I'm way to nice. I say sorry which I'm not supposed to do, and my coaches always get mad. But you're supposed to at least help them up, or ask if they're okay. These bitches were LAUGHING. And I ain't being whiney. Literally, on girl TRIPPED on of my team mates, and she fell to the ground hard, and hurt her knee. And this girl is tough, and she's on the floor crying. And the bitch who pushed her just stared! Like, excuse me??? And, I finally got put in (to play) and, oh yeah forgot to mention. Everyone except one girl was tall as fuck. Most taller than me, which is saying a lot. I'm 5'8"- 5'9". IDK. And so, I'm on the court guarding this giant, and I felt what fear was. I had a good reason to! This girl cuts, (that means she made a sudden movement away from me so she could get the ball. Usually to get more speed they'll push of you.) and shoves off me with her shoulder. And she hit right between my boobs on my chest, knocking the wind out of me. I didn't fall over, I just stood there, freaking out. I had one hand pressed against the spot she hit, and th other I was covering my mouth and nose. I have no idea why. I guess I was trying not to cry, but it didn't work. It took the refs wayy to long to realize I was hurt. She didn't even. One of the girls on my team did, and told her. Then one of my coaches, Kevin, ran over. And because I was covering my nose he thought she had elbowed my nose or something, and I'm all, "no-she hit-shoulder- chest- my chest-" *continues sobbing*. It was pretty sad. But I think he thought I meant she hit my boob, because he looked a little confused. Okay, I'm done ranting :)