Oh, hey. It's me, again. I'm Megan, I'm 21, and I'm an extraordinarily boring college student.
Things you can expect to find on my blog - lots of things Doctor Who and Supernatural, English-y things, the occasional gpoy, and pretty much whatever I feel like posting.
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- Me: OH REMEMBER OUR OLD BAND DIRECTOR. CHUCK DEEN WAS HIS NAME. HE WAS SO BAD. NO ONE LIKED HIM.
- Sister: I KNOW. HE WAS SUCH A CREEPER. CHUCK DEEN IS HORRIBLE.
- Me: I REMEMBER THIS GIRL USED TO GIVE HIM BACK MASSAGES. HE'S OLD AND SHE WAS AN UNDERAGE FEMALE STUDENT. CREEPY. CHUCK DEEN IS A PEDOPHILE.
- Me: IF HE WERE THE BAND DIRECTOR MY FRESHMAN YEAR, THERE'S NO WAY I WOULD HAVE STAYED IN ALL FOUR YEARS.
- Sister: YEAH HE'S PRETTY MUCH THE REASON I QUITE MY LAST YEAR. HE SUCKS.
- Me: HE'S PRETTY MUCH THE WORST PERSON IN THE ENTIRE WORLD.
- Sister: OMG I KNOW RIGHT? NO ONE LIKES CHUCK DEEN.
- As we're leaving, I realize our band director was sitting *right behind* us and there's a 98% chance that he heard our loud rant about how horrible he was and how we didn't like him.