Best and Worst of 2011

Today I was sitting in the library trying to steadily distract myself from doing homework on Blogspot. This boy came and sat next to me. He looked lost and fiddled away anxiously on his phone. He smelt like Axe. A lot of Axe. His complexion pale and his skin dry and decorated in very inconvient zits. He mumbled, and i figure now he was talking to me. I wasnt really paying him much attention at the time of his rant, as I had my earphones in, and I was in the procrastination station waiting for my train of thought to take off. Also, this really catchy song is on and i can't stop jammin.

I looked to my left and he waited expectantly for an answer. Shit, he has just read everything I typed.