So today at film school, my class started off very riveting, exciting, and powerhouse of energy. Pretty awesome. Hold on. The story takes a very sharp turn. Were leaving Fun Sunshine Vill and taking the first exit to Dullashell Village. By look on all of my peers faces that they are all bored out of their skulls. They're all thinking "when can I leave this class? I'll jump out the window next to me Whallberg style!". I don't blame them. I feel as if I'm watching paint dry. Who wants to be in a night class on a Friday? No one.
Oh, wait! Teacher just swore and mentioned Farmville in a class. Perhaps this will get better. Nope, one millisecond later I feel like having my balls zapped by an electric eel. How god the agony! I hope things get better from here on out. Perhaps he'll teach us all on how we can be big stars on YouTube. Now that's a class that I don't wanna miss.
JVidz out!
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