One thing that most of us can agree to is that drug dealers aren't the greatest people to have for neighbors. Now I'm most likely wrong about this accusation, but since I have nothing else to rant on about; There are some sketchy people that live a certain distance away from my innocent house (just in case they're reading this), but anyways they seem like drug dealers. Now you can comment (I don't know if you can on this blog) about how I come to conclusions too fast and that I am stereotyping innocent people that just happen to carry around zip-lock bags full of flour and sell it to other innocent people, but it would be best to think these things in your head because you are wrong (period).
Well, it's getting close to the end of school (that's good!) which means that finals are coming (that's bad). Fortunately I have a month before final season, but it's kind of scary to think of a year's worth of notes and questions all on one test. But if I can survive until the end of school, then it's High School. I'm pretty excited.
Anyways, don't deal (or "do" for that matter) drugs or a fourteen year kid will see you sell them to your idiot customers from his little brother's bedroom window. Really? Did they teach you anything?
-T-Dawg
P.S- I have absolutely nothing else to tell you in this pointless post. Bye
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