Friday, March 6, 2009

EXPLOSIVE VERBAL DIARRHEA

Flipcup at Highschool. that is the most fondest memory. Grad Brunch was where it happened and that is where it stayed. I was told that I was a disgusting man by mr. Roberts. Brilliance at its finest that man is. A Role model for me he is. A God of Knowledge he is.
Without mr. Roberts I would not know how to write. Instead I would be drawing pictures and taking lower level classes. What makes a man intelligent? Integrity. Knowledge. Experience. I know now what I must do in a life. If I become intelligent, would I have made the right decision?

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