CRAPPING HELL.


I must've done a really good job of blocking out my earlier high school days because I cannot (I REPEAT CANNOT) remember typing in stickycaps.

THE HORROR. I KNOW. I mean, I finally got to log on to my old Blogger account (don't ask for it; it's mortifying, I tell you) and then I see what I posted back then and I'm like, WTFH.

It's like I was a different person. Oh what the years do to you.

I swear. I wonder why I didn't slap myself back then.

CRAPPING HELL.


I must've done a really good job of blocking out my earlier high school days because I cannot (I REPEAT CANNOT) remember typing in stickycaps.

THE HORROR. I KNOW. I mean, I finally got to log on to my old Blogger account (don't ask for it; it's mortifying, I tell you) and then I see what I posted back then and I'm like, WTFH.

It's like I was a different person. Oh what the years do to you.

I swear. I wonder why I didn't slap myself back then.