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|Current music:||if school is suposed to be fun, then why is isn't it?|
no shit sherlock, i can't spell
so i finally have a locker, granted i had three other lockers before it, but at least i have some place. i had to walk home by myself again because it to mrs garippa a half hour to fucking find me a locker that works. which was sad and lonely. i fucking hate mr. willey. he's like have mr. m all over again. he's the biggest asshole in the world. none the less he thinks he's so hot when he's really not. i think moses is better looking than him and that's sad. at lunch there were no seats to eat so i had to sit at the front table to eat, and in the gym i had to sit in the corner because there was no where else for me to go. seriously i think school is payback for all of those times i've been really bitchy to people. in french i got made fun of because of my 'poor accent' or however the hell you spell it. is it my fault i speak english and not french? NO! i wish you could choose english as a language, then maybe i would get an occasional A once in a while. that would be nice wouldn't it. i wouldn't say im a bad student, it's just that im not a good student either. mrs caliceno absolutely hates me and she trys to make it so its not obvious, but it is. jeebus. i can not stand bo. he is absolutly to most obnoxious kid in the world. in reading he was singing barbie girl or whatever the name of that song is and wouldnt stop. i think i could brake that kid in like two seconds. he acts all though and stuff but when the toughness bounces back to him, he starts crying and tells he precious mommy on you. seriously that kid really needs to grow up. not saying that im the most grown up person in the world because im not, but at least i can take a little shit unlike him. i need to stop talking about people. it always gets me in trouble. I.E. the time i almost got suspended for talking about sara w. I.E. the other time in lincoln i almost got suspended for being rude and talking about joe stetz which made him go on some physco mutant killing wanna be spree in which he got suspended, not me. i had to be partners with chris fichtel in soc. st. today and all i kept thinking was why the hell do i have to be partners with him. can't alphabetical order be thrown away and complete anarchy take over our school system? never the less, i have to sit by him in english to! fuck that, i demand a new seat. why is gym mandatory. its not like anyone likes it. unless you count all of the sports players people. in which i do not count them as people, but as walking, talking, eating, and doing other stuff bags of skin. i mean. its not like they can do anything on their own. they all have to follow each other as if one move on their own can kill them. its not like they're living anyways now is it. thats enough about them. here i am saying i need to stop talking smack about people and yet i still do it. i guess some things are never going to change. i have gym tomorrow. joy. both of my gym teachers despise me because all i do is stand there, scream while running away from athletic equipment, and curse. which anybody in my gym class would know, being they were there. can anybody answer the question of why josie monono smells so bad. lizzie, why do you like that person that goes by the name of chris. he's a mere asshole in disguise of a 'nice person' if i were him, i would have sent myself to live in africa with african snakes. in social studies we were looking at maps, and i didn't know that the map we were looking at was china and so i was like "oh this is china" and he goes "no shit sherlock how fucking stupid are you" seriously, if you think you can pull that shit with me than you're wrong because i can probably kick your ass you lost duckling. i stating this right now, KANGAROOS KICK MAJOR ASS there, said and done. alright folks. im out like a boy scout. i'll write soon.
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