Expectation:
Reality:


The jocks:

The players:

The plastics:

The nerds:

Then there’s me:



Most people:

Most girls:

Then there’s me:


…I’ve never been so alone.

Expectation:

“Gonna get this done now so I can go tumbling later tonight, ohh yeah.”
Reality:

“Look at that cat. It’s got a bow on its head. Silly cat, you’re not supposed to wear bows, you’re a cat.”

“So, I was like, sprinting down the petting zoo, and all these damn goats were chasing me ‘cause I forgot to take my little brother’s cookie out of my back pocket, and the zookeepers were all like, ‘DUDE, STOP. THE RHINOS ARE GETTING AROUSED BY THE MOVEMENT,’ but the goats could’ve gored me, so I kept going, and then the rhinos came…”





