Quick One.

O.k. I'm posting this from computer class. I know you want to hear about O.J. and I will have that post on friday, but there is somebody in my class, who just ate paper......and is making noises like a billygoat.

I hate to be the one to make fun of the wierd kid who most likely, is autistic, but he just ate paper. He sits next to me and he gets "frustraited"........for generally everything. He goes berserkbananas when he...."get's frustraited". I try to be nice because then when he snaps and shoots up the school, he will remember how nice I was, and spare my life. He seriously scares me. Clearly he needs to be under pshyciatric supervision. I'm thinking about having a sit down with him and giving it to him straight. "Listen Forrest," I would say "I get your angry but you just threw a computer across the room and ate a sheet of paper. I asked Dr. Phil and he said you need Xanax.....and Valium......and Vicodine. He's super smart which scares me even more. He could be orchastrating a bomb attack that will take place at the school, for all I know. Help me.

Part 2

The next day I demanded that Ms.Cole punish punish her and the same kind of argument ensued. On my way home I thought the whole thing was over. Then I got the call.

My phone rings and it’s Carolin. She lied. Lied lied lied lied lied lied lied lied lied lied lied lied.
Carolin – “Hahahah it’s Carolin! I got your number. I’m gonna prank call you every night for the rest of your life! Bwahahahahahah! Rawr.”

I didn’t hear the “click” of the phone hanging up so I said.

“Listen up assface, I will call the police on your ass, you crazy psycho freak lunatic bitch! What is your problem?”

I came to school today excited to get her in so much trouble it would make her head spin. She was a no show. I tell teacher what happened she was no help. We got into another argument. It led to where she yelled

“YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE GIVEN OUT YOUR PHONE NUMBER TO THE WHOLE WORLD!”

I was through. She was messing with the wrong person. I was screaming at her face “LISTEN UP BUDDY I EXPECT THE CLASSROOM TO HAVE THE DECENCY TO RESPECT MY PRIVACY. AND BY THE WAY QUIT BLAMING ME! ITS GETTING REALLY OLD. YOU HEARD HER SAY THAT WORD TO ME AND YOUR PLAYING DUMB! SO. DON’T. EVEN. ACT. LIKE. THAT.”

Then I was sent to s.a.c. to live out my punishment there. I had to copy down the cheesy thing I've ever laid my eyes on. It was about students who disrespected thier teachers! Full of CHEESE. Then the VP talks to me and I tell him the story and he tells me to come in early tomorrow.

Looks like this is a saga.

Rigged.

This is an emergency blog. Sit down. Seriously your gonna die. SIT DOWN.

Lady GaGa....didn't win album of the year. I'M GOING TO CUT SOMEBODY. I'm soooooooo pissed. She wasn't even beat by an actual band! Guess who won. Arcade Fire. ARE YOU SHANKING KIDDING ME? Arcade Fire! O.K. if Eminem or Justin Bieber, or even friggin Katy Perry had won, I would be o.k. BUT ARCADE FIRE?????I feel like punching someone in the ear. What the Hell? Where is Kanye West when you need him?!

I'm seriously about to cry. Lady GaGa is perfection. Arcade Fire is a trashy garage band. Like who actually listens to A.F.? I Know....Emo people while they write poems about Native American oppression.

We have to do something. Lady Gaga is probably crying to herself in the Staples Center's restroom and thinking "What did I do wrong!?" We need to write Hate Mail to the acadamy or something. We need to help Mother Monster.

I'm not a Hater. This is JUST WRONG. Like who actually thinks Arcade Fire is better then LADY GAGA? Nobody. Whoever it was who made this decision for arcade fire to win was insane and needs to be labotamized..............Shutter Island style.

I'm grieving for the rest of the week.




Lady GaGa... If your reading this....we'll gettem next year.

O.J. and Her Golf Gloves.

Today, I was walking outside and about to go inside. A mean girl who is in one of my classes, was behind me. When we got to the door, I was being nice and held the door open for her. She gave me a dirty luck and rushed in front of me and slowed down. Okay, this annoying enough when it happens on the road when your driving and even MORE annoying when your walking. I was pissed but not enough to vocalize my frustration. When we were walking she stopped. Stopped. Just stopped in the middle of the staircase. I waited 5 seconds, then I walked around her. Then while I was hurrying up the staircase she screamed "JACKASS!" What the hell was this girls problem? She was the one being a dumb walker. Walking in the hallways during passing period is like driving during rush hour. If she were she were a car she would have been in the middle lane of the highway blocking everybody from getting to work. I stared at here pimply face and said "Really? I'm a Jackass? O.k. whatever you are not even worth it." I went on with my day until 8th period. This is the class that I have with her.

I go in and later in the class, I am telling a friend my phone number. The girl who called me a jackass, was being a stalker, and wrote down my number. We will call her "O.J. Simpson".

O.J. Simpson called my name and yelled "HAHAH I have your number now! Heheheheh."

I looked at the numbers she had written down. It was the correct number. I looked at her in horror. It's go time. The following conversation ensued.

Me - "Throw that away. Burn it. Rip it up. Get rid of it. Right now."

O.J. Simpson - "No. I am KEEPING IT. MWAHAHAHAHAH!"

Me - "No you won't. I have a right to not give you my number."

O.J. - "Too bad."

I was standing up now.

Me - "Give it back or I will take it back."

O.J. - *shakes head*

I got up and walked over to her desk. I try to grab the paper. She slaps my hand and screams "NO. FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I smiled. She sits next to the teacher.

"I'm sorry. Did you just say 'F off '?" I asked the chunky latina looking girl who had yelled it.

"Yes. You deserve it." What? I couldn't believe it. How could she say that to ME, let alone in front of a teacher? I looked at our teacher and she was still doing her work. She was pretending to not have noticed, even though she was smiling. "Uhhh excuse me? Teacher? Are you going to do something?" "Do what?" She said keeping in laughter. This was to much. She was neglecting her bullying me. The teacher (Let's call her Johnny Cochran. He was O.J.'s Lawyer in the murder trial.) then tried to blame me. "Why are you out of your seat? You are breaking the rules!"

Me - "I'm braking the rules? Really? She just said 'Fk off' to me! I was getting back m y ohone number she had stolen. I don't want her to stalk my life. I have rights."

Ms. Cochran - "I didn't hear that."

Me - "SHE IS 4 INCHES AWAY FROM YOU!!! She stole my number and I got up t take it away. Then she said F off! See!?"

I pointed down to the journal and she had scratched out my number, to where it looked like she just drew a black square. It's like im the detective and when I look down to my walky talkyto call it in, and then she throws the dead body she killed, into a woodchipper.

Ms. Cochran - "I didn't hear her and there is no number. Your lying. Now sit down or you will have lunch detention."

Me - "O.k. I have been threatened AFTER SCHOOL DETENTION for whispering. I sit in the back. She sits straight in front of you. YOU HEARD HER."

Ms. Cochran - "I didn't hear her. Now sit down."

Me - *Turns around to the class* "O.K. if you heard her say 'F Off!' to me, raise your hand.

Class - *Everybody raises hands.*

Ms. Cochran - "SIT DOWN NOW."

I sat down but I didn't stop arguing until the bell rang for us to go home. Then I talked to Johnny Cochran outside. "Don't lie. You heard her say that. If I said that I would be in the office in a New York Minute." I said. "I don't have to send people to the office if I don't want to." She said.

I'm telling the principle tomorrow. Part 2 tomorrow.