Turned a groupie to an angel when she 8, 7, 6, 5

Today reminded me of high school. So, anyways, in my stupid economics class (which I actually went to) there were Sean Kingston lyrics written all over my desk. That suicidal song haha. And I got in trouble for writing a message back on my desk. It was hilariously immature hearing my teacher say to me, "Corey, why are you writing the word homo on your desk?" (She still thinks my name's Corey) Hahhahaha I just wanted to laugh so hard.