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is today tuesday? i hope so.
so today. today today today. nothing happened. why am i updating? good question. i'm not sure.
first period - went to the media center for the first half of class. got a group project assigned. we have to do a project on JFK and the Vietnam War. 40% of my group is incompetent and possibly impotent (but that has nothing to do with anything else). saw mary in the library when we were getting ready to leave. she like nodded or smiled or something so i was like "hey" and then i noticed ryan bowen was standing behind her and he was like waving or some shit and i thought to myself, "i hope to god that rat fucker isn't waving at me." i call him a rat fucker because he looks like a rat and this girl that i've seen him with also looks like a rat. back to the story, he was waving or some shit and i just kind of sat there with a puzzled look, a look that you have when you see a terrible accident and you don't want to look because you know someone is dead but you can't take your eyes off the wreckage. so finally he walked over to some dumbfucks in my class and i got the horrified look off my face and casually walked over to my backpack and left the library. good times. test tomorrow. no way this project is finished by friday.
second period - we watched some video about speaking but mrs. kramer kept telling us that it was a sigourney weaver movie and that made me think to myself, "quizzybuck." quizzybuck is a made up word that can be used in any situation. as it turns out, the movie was not with or about sigourney weaver but actually about SIGOURNER TRUTH...which has nothing to do with sigourney weaver. how you would even confused a pale, tall, lanky, ugly, white woman with a fat, stout, ugly, black woman is beyond me. truly. i fought off sleep and then we were told to get in groups of 4 to work on introductions. since i'm anti-social and hate myself and everyone else (i'm kidding by the way), i didn't get in a group. so mrs. kramer was like "you can join this group, is that okay patrick?" an i just mumbled "aight." i mean really, what am i going to say, "NO I REFUSE TO WORK WITH THAT ANNOYING, UNFUNNY, RIGHT-WING COCKSUCKER!!!"?? no. i can't say that. and by the way, yes i was in christian's group. so this other group had to give the other group a topic to write on and this group gave us "a startling fact on drinking alcohol to be presented to elementary school kids." so to fuck that group over, i decided to make them write about "an entertaining quote about ecology and recycling to be presented to a group of concerned parents." eat that, hoebags. so yeah, we were looking on the net for websites that had startling facts on drinking alcohol and we came across something like "42% of children 13 or younger have drank alcohol." so i was like, "dude. everyone's had a sip of their dad's beer before" and so christian blew up and said, "IT'S NOT JUST A SIP, IT'S ACTUALLY DRINKING, JEEZ!!!!!! :face explodes:" so i said, "no shit, i was just saying, everyone's had a sip." what a douche. that guy should go kill himself or something (i don't advocate wishing death on people, remember). i'm done writing about second period cause it always takes longer than it should have. fuck that. i still like the class though, almost.
lunch was dumb. everyone was being an asshole. fuck that shit.
third period was okay. we had some quiz that everyone failed and i think i got like a 70-75 on but it's okay cause he does all sorts of stuff that i don't feel like explaining. all that matters is, in the end, it probably won't count. after that, we took 300 pages of notes like usual and then watched some kick ass video. it was about paranormal shit and how it's bullshit. it fucking rocked and we're not done yet so we get to finish it tomorrow. HELL YES!!! okay.
fourth period was okay also. we had our first test in trig. it wasn't too bad and since there were 2 tests stapled together, the 2nd one was optional and all extra credit so i did that shit too. finished both tests with like 20 minutes to spare. after the test we were sitting around and i let eric listen to my mp3 player and i played bowling on my phone. then i left. it was 3pm.
so when i was walking home from the busstop listening to anti-flag, i felt a delightful vibration in my pocket only to realize my phone was ringing. i answered and becka was like, "THERE'S A FUCKING HOUSE IN THE ROAD!!! HOLY SHIT, WE CAN'T GET AROUND IT! THERE'S A FUCKING GODDAMN HOUSE IN THE ROAD X2382" and so i replied something like, "holy shit. that's very weird." entertainment for the short walk home. good times.
when i got home i had whiskey. i'm still questioning myself as to why.
quotes of the day:
"that's so raven. shut the fuck up, bird girl."
"i hate when stupid people hear your ask a question but the teacher didn't and then the stupid person asks your question and the teacher is like 'good question.' that's aggravating because you know the teachers are thinking 'who'd that bastard steal that from? i know they're an idiot.' plenty of times, stupid people have taken credit for my good question and i'm quite frankly sick of it."
Me: Cure heavy.
Eric: Cure heavy?
Me: Cure heavy.
Eric: Cure heavy. Haha.
Me: Yeah. Cure heavy.
"when you're dating someone who looks like that, you shouldn't be calling other people ugly."
peace
( And he thought about how everyone dies someday. )
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