I really have meant to post more stuff, but I am a level 80 procrastinator. I'll post tomorrow about how ridiculous high school is tomorrow.
BE PREPARED.
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Monday, September 26, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Is this really happening?
It can't be.
Is this true?
Oh my God.
Yes my children, it has arrived, the closest thing Heaven: Summer Break
This must be what it was like for the Jews once they found out how much the Halla Costs.
I haven't ever been this happy before.
Neither has anyone at my school. People around here are jus tso elated to get the Hell out of dodge.
Except for the idiots who have summer school.
How do you get summer school? I mean seriously?
Once you see that you have a 52 in math, you get your shit together.
You don't just give up and fail.
You bribe and sex your way up to a passing grade.
I'm currently in computer class.
For some reason the princible feels that he has to mess with us one more time, so he jacked up the bell schedule, in an a attempt to drive us crazy with mind games that are on par with the likes of Jigsaw from Saw, and my personal favorite Ghostface from Scream.
I went golfing yesturday.
Correction: My dad went golfing, and I drove around in the golf cart like the fatty that I am.
This is what me and my dad looked like in that golf cart:
Is this true?
Oh my God.
Yes my children, it has arrived, the closest thing Heaven: Summer Break
This must be what it was like for the Jews once they found out how much the Halla Costs.
I haven't ever been this happy before.
Neither has anyone at my school. People around here are jus tso elated to get the Hell out of dodge.
Except for the idiots who have summer school.
How do you get summer school? I mean seriously?
Once you see that you have a 52 in math, you get your shit together.
You don't just give up and fail.
You bribe and sex your way up to a passing grade.
I'm currently in computer class.
For some reason the princible feels that he has to mess with us one more time, so he jacked up the bell schedule, in an a attempt to drive us crazy with mind games that are on par with the likes of Jigsaw from Saw, and my personal favorite Ghostface from Scream.
I went golfing yesturday.
Correction: My dad went golfing, and I drove around in the golf cart like the fatty that I am.
This is what me and my dad looked like in that golf cart:
Friday, June 3, 2011
Al. Most. Done.
That's what she said.
SO school is almost over with, until August.
Then it starts all over again.
Meh.
\We have 1 and a half days left.
I'm typing this at school, that's why there's that retarded half in there.
Well we've had finals for the past two days and we even have them on THE LAST DAY of school.
It's so retarded.
You know what day most school years end on?
Friday?
Does our school get to be normal?
Of course not.
Because the Azle Independent School District is fucked up.
I'm probably going to yelled at by my parents for added that specific word above.
Well, I got stabbed by Forrest Gump yesterday.
Yeah, the one that sounds like a billy goat and eats paper.
Me and my friends had free time in class, and we were just going around to random people and pinching them, just to see their reaction.
I was offered a bag of chips to pinch Forrest, and I didn't want to pass that offer up.
I love chips.
So I went over to where Forrest was sitting, sneaked behind him and before I even got in a full pinch, he turned around, looked at me with a look on his eyes that resembled Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
After I received my death glare from Hitler, he promptly stabbed me.
Hard.
With a sharpened pencil.
He had to re-sharpen it afterwords.
I only have one sentance in response:
My friend owes me 2 bags of chips.
SO school is almost over with, until August.
Then it starts all over again.
Meh.
\We have 1 and a half days left.
I'm typing this at school, that's why there's that retarded half in there.
Well we've had finals for the past two days and we even have them on THE LAST DAY of school.
It's so retarded.
You know what day most school years end on?
Friday?
Does our school get to be normal?
Of course not.
Because the Azle Independent School District is fucked up.
I'm probably going to yelled at by my parents for added that specific word above.
Well, I got stabbed by Forrest Gump yesterday.
Yeah, the one that sounds like a billy goat and eats paper.
Me and my friends had free time in class, and we were just going around to random people and pinching them, just to see their reaction.
I was offered a bag of chips to pinch Forrest, and I didn't want to pass that offer up.
I love chips.
So I went over to where Forrest was sitting, sneaked behind him and before I even got in a full pinch, he turned around, looked at me with a look on his eyes that resembled Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
After I received my death glare from Hitler, he promptly stabbed me.
Hard.
With a sharpened pencil.
He had to re-sharpen it afterwords.
I only have one sentance in response:
My friend owes me 2 bags of chips.
Yearbook
A few days ago our school gave us the yearbooks we paid for way back in December. When I got it, I was surprised on how simple they were.
I, i.e. my mother, paid upwards of $60 for these things.
I was expecting it to shit out tacos , but when I realized that, in fact, there wouldn't be no free tacos.
I was outraged.
We've spent the past week saying our good-byes and writing big long *insert gross joke here* notes in them.
I, being so out spoken, was surprised to find that when my friends asked me to sign their yearbook that I was stumped for something to write.
I managed to pull this gold one out of my ass
"Have an amahzing summer.
- Mark B. Goodnight"
Clearly I had a lot to say.
Then came Al Pachino with his yearbook.
We were in advisory and he went to get someone who was near me and my group of friends to sign it. He left to go to the restroom.
That's when Jordan said "We are going to sign that book." I was trying to keep my cool, in order to seem like a well seasoned comedian.
I was opening the book and about to sign it when Al Pachino walked in. He ran over to me and was trying to rip the book out of my hands.
This is when I lost my shit.
I busted out laughing.
I though I was going to pass out.
After he pryed the book from my hands, he said some bad words.
I had some choice words for him and I was going to let them out.
Me - "Listen you little vampire fuck-face, I don't appreciate you being so rude. I am just a boy from Fort Worth who's trying to make peace with another kid. I was going to write positive things, but clearly now I realize that you have no qualms with treating me like shit. So now I'm just going to voice my opinion."
Al Pachino - "What ever, asshole."
Kayleigh - "You are a terrible person."
Me - "That is exactly what I was thinking."
Al Pachino - "I can't believe you're treating me like this when I spent 2 years in a boys camp. That was two years away from my family."
Me - "That is because you PEED on someone. That is unforgivable."
This is true. He took the liberty of telling my entire history class about this.
Apparently, he unzipped his pants, whipped it out, and promptly peed all over some
poor girl.
He did spend 2 years at a boys camp, and the asshole takes it upon himself to use this when he's in verbal altercations with people, and especially with me.
But I'm never too shy to call bullshit on this guy, even in front of teachers.
This fight went on for some time and then after the argument ended, he decided that sitting there for the next ten minutes was necessary.
For a second I thought he was going to start crying like a little bitch.
But unfortunately, he managed to get it together.
I looked over to my left, where Britney was sitting.
She didn't look too excited.
In fact, she looked like Debbie Downer.
I didn't know who she was angry at; me or Al Pachino
We were being quite mean, but he deserved it. I mean it's not like she's the nicest person to him.
He is awful.
As it turned out I had nothing to worry about.
She wasn't angry at me.
I don't know why she would've been angry. She hated him.
This school year has been freaking irritating.
I'm glad that the last day of school is on Monday.
Spending any more time at this school would to drive me to drink.
I, i.e. my mother, paid upwards of $60 for these things.
I was expecting it to shit out tacos , but when I realized that, in fact, there wouldn't be no free tacos.
I was outraged.
We've spent the past week saying our good-byes and writing big long *insert gross joke here* notes in them.
I, being so out spoken, was surprised to find that when my friends asked me to sign their yearbook that I was stumped for something to write.
I managed to pull this gold one out of my ass
"Have an amahzing summer.
- Mark B. Goodnight"
Clearly I had a lot to say.
Then came Al Pachino with his yearbook.
We were in advisory and he went to get someone who was near me and my group of friends to sign it. He left to go to the restroom.
That's when Jordan said "We are going to sign that book." I was trying to keep my cool, in order to seem like a well seasoned comedian.
I was opening the book and about to sign it when Al Pachino walked in. He ran over to me and was trying to rip the book out of my hands.
This is when I lost my shit.
I busted out laughing.
I though I was going to pass out.
After he pryed the book from my hands, he said some bad words.
I had some choice words for him and I was going to let them out.
Me - "Listen you little vampire fuck-face, I don't appreciate you being so rude. I am just a boy from Fort Worth who's trying to make peace with another kid. I was going to write positive things, but clearly now I realize that you have no qualms with treating me like shit. So now I'm just going to voice my opinion."
Al Pachino - "What ever, asshole."
Kayleigh - "You are a terrible person."
Me - "That is exactly what I was thinking."
Al Pachino - "I can't believe you're treating me like this when I spent 2 years in a boys camp. That was two years away from my family."
Me - "That is because you PEED on someone. That is unforgivable."
This is true. He took the liberty of telling my entire history class about this.
Apparently, he unzipped his pants, whipped it out, and promptly peed all over some
poor girl.
He did spend 2 years at a boys camp, and the asshole takes it upon himself to use this when he's in verbal altercations with people, and especially with me.
But I'm never too shy to call bullshit on this guy, even in front of teachers.
This fight went on for some time and then after the argument ended, he decided that sitting there for the next ten minutes was necessary.
For a second I thought he was going to start crying like a little bitch.
But unfortunately, he managed to get it together.
I looked over to my left, where Britney was sitting.
She didn't look too excited.
In fact, she looked like Debbie Downer.
I didn't know who she was angry at; me or Al Pachino
We were being quite mean, but he deserved it. I mean it's not like she's the nicest person to him.
He is awful.
As it turned out I had nothing to worry about.
She wasn't angry at me.
I don't know why she would've been angry. She hated him.
This school year has been freaking irritating.
I'm glad that the last day of school is on Monday.
Spending any more time at this school would to drive me to drink.
Monday, May 23, 2011
This does not apply to me...at all......MY BODY, MY CHOICE.
Right before lunch ended, the principal said "ATTENTION! All girls may go outside for the remainder of lunch, and boys, we get have a little conversation,"
I swear to God, I thought I was going to piss myself, because I was so nervous.
I knew I didn't do anything wrong, so I had nothing to be nervous about, but I was nervous, nevertheless.
I don't know why I get nervous like this, but it always happens. It's kind of like how I get nervous around cops, because I'm afraid that they are going to arrest me for......never doing anything illegal, ever.
I looked around the table I was sitting at. It was all girls. I was going to be alone when this happened, alone with every 8th grade boy in school.
This is my worst nightmare.
The only people, who bully me at school, are boys.
I was surrounded by my oppressors.
"In the past week, I have had 3 separate cases of girls coming into my office, saying that a boy touched them in inappropriately," said the principal. "Oh, Jesus," I moaned aloud. The principal continued on with his well practiced speech. "If you harass a girl, you WILL be put in sac or AEP or suspended." His country drawl seemed to be even more concentrated as he spoke.
Our school principal is what I like to call an “Almost Nugget” He isn’t quite a midget, but he is shorter than the average male, and he is extremely obese. This combined with his accent, make him the cutest thing that I have ever seen, and have made him my favorite school principal.
“If a girl comes to me saying this, I will not ask questions. You will be punished severely” He was getting angry, and his face was turning red. I was scared that his poor little almost nugget body couldn’t take the stress. I though on several occasions that I would have to fake AIDs to get the attention off of the poor guy.
“I don’t care if you touched her, looked at her strangely, invaded her space, or sent her inappropriate texts.” This set me beside myself. The fact that I was classified with a group of people, who could do that, appalled me. I do not sext. I do not pext. I do not bext. A.) That’s fucking gross. B.) I would be too afraid that the phone company could see what I was texting. C.) With my luck the pictures would start to circulate when I am on the height of blog superstardom.
I almost started screaming, “I’m sorry, but does this even apply to me. I’m Mark Burrows Goodnight. I’m smart. Also, I’m scorching, and the ladies come to me.” Seriously, that is gross. My ears, my choice, dude. I don’t need to be hearing this shit.
Since when is it okay to talk to kids about these things.
I deem subjects like this to be wildly inappropriate for our age group.
Where is the FCC when you need them, damn it?
I swear to God, I thought I was going to piss myself, because I was so nervous.
I knew I didn't do anything wrong, so I had nothing to be nervous about, but I was nervous, nevertheless.
I don't know why I get nervous like this, but it always happens. It's kind of like how I get nervous around cops, because I'm afraid that they are going to arrest me for......never doing anything illegal, ever.
I looked around the table I was sitting at. It was all girls. I was going to be alone when this happened, alone with every 8th grade boy in school.
This is my worst nightmare.
The only people, who bully me at school, are boys.
I was surrounded by my oppressors.
"In the past week, I have had 3 separate cases of girls coming into my office, saying that a boy touched them in inappropriately," said the principal. "Oh, Jesus," I moaned aloud. The principal continued on with his well practiced speech. "If you harass a girl, you WILL be put in sac or AEP or suspended." His country drawl seemed to be even more concentrated as he spoke.
Our school principal is what I like to call an “Almost Nugget” He isn’t quite a midget, but he is shorter than the average male, and he is extremely obese. This combined with his accent, make him the cutest thing that I have ever seen, and have made him my favorite school principal.
“If a girl comes to me saying this, I will not ask questions. You will be punished severely” He was getting angry, and his face was turning red. I was scared that his poor little almost nugget body couldn’t take the stress. I though on several occasions that I would have to fake AIDs to get the attention off of the poor guy.
“I don’t care if you touched her, looked at her strangely, invaded her space, or sent her inappropriate texts.” This set me beside myself. The fact that I was classified with a group of people, who could do that, appalled me. I do not sext. I do not pext. I do not bext. A.) That’s fucking gross. B.) I would be too afraid that the phone company could see what I was texting. C.) With my luck the pictures would start to circulate when I am on the height of blog superstardom.
I almost started screaming, “I’m sorry, but does this even apply to me. I’m Mark Burrows Goodnight. I’m smart. Also, I’m scorching, and the ladies come to me.” Seriously, that is gross. My ears, my choice, dude. I don’t need to be hearing this shit.
Since when is it okay to talk to kids about these things.
I deem subjects like this to be wildly inappropriate for our age group.
Where is the FCC when you need them, damn it?
Friday, May 20, 2011
"It's the Mississippi fault line!"
Oh my dear lard Jesus.
Al Pachino is at his usual shenanigans again.
I'm sure you've heard that the world is supposed to end tomorrow.
Literally only God knows whether it's gonna happen or not, but Al Pachino is absolutely positive that it WILL, in fact, end.
His theory?
"The world is gonna end because the government is planning to break the Mississippi fault line tomorrow at 6:00 P.M. It's gonna be 9.5 earthquake in Mississippi and a 4.4 here in Azle! You gotta believe me! Go to Fema.gov!"
I went there just now.
It said nothing about a fault line, or about bogus government conspiracy's, or Jesus coming to take us to Heaven on his flying Unicorn.
I hope that there isn't an earthquake, only so my friends and I can point and laugh at him.
What is he going to say when he comes to school tomorrow, and nothing has happened?
"Yeah, so I was wrong. Laugh at me and I'll suck your blood dry."
To which I would respond,
"I bet you'd like that. Ooh, look at my veins, all supple, delicious, and exposed. Are you getting thirsty? I have a big ole supply of warm 98.7 degrees Fahrenheit blood in here."
This guy proves time, and time again, that he is not only insane, but also a total lunatic.
Seriously, somebody please call a mental hospital.
If the world does end tomorrow, the I'm taking my TOMS, my phone, and my charger.
Which leads me to this:
Do you think there's cable in Heaven? Because I will not miss the American Idol finale.
I can NOT believe Haley got voted off of American Idol!
I cna't believe that guy Scotty is still in.
He isn't that good. He sounds like EVERY OTHER male country singer in the world.
It wasn't supposed tp be like this.
It was supposed to be Lauren and Haley in the top 2, and they were going to tie, and both get recording contracts, and everything in the world would have been right.
Surely Haley will get a recording contract and be super successful.
I hope with all of my heart that Lauren wins.
All of you should text vote to American Idol, for Lauren.
She is my love.
Al Pachino is at his usual shenanigans again.
I'm sure you've heard that the world is supposed to end tomorrow.
Literally only God knows whether it's gonna happen or not, but Al Pachino is absolutely positive that it WILL, in fact, end.
His theory?
"The world is gonna end because the government is planning to break the Mississippi fault line tomorrow at 6:00 P.M. It's gonna be 9.5 earthquake in Mississippi and a 4.4 here in Azle! You gotta believe me! Go to Fema.gov!"
I went there just now.
It said nothing about a fault line, or about bogus government conspiracy's, or Jesus coming to take us to Heaven on his flying Unicorn.
I hope that there isn't an earthquake, only so my friends and I can point and laugh at him.
What is he going to say when he comes to school tomorrow, and nothing has happened?
"Yeah, so I was wrong. Laugh at me and I'll suck your blood dry."
To which I would respond,
"I bet you'd like that. Ooh, look at my veins, all supple, delicious, and exposed. Are you getting thirsty? I have a big ole supply of warm 98.7 degrees Fahrenheit blood in here."
This guy proves time, and time again, that he is not only insane, but also a total lunatic.
Seriously, somebody please call a mental hospital.
If the world does end tomorrow, the I'm taking my TOMS, my phone, and my charger.
Which leads me to this:
Do you think there's cable in Heaven? Because I will not miss the American Idol finale.
I can NOT believe Haley got voted off of American Idol!
I cna't believe that guy Scotty is still in.
He isn't that good. He sounds like EVERY OTHER male country singer in the world.
It wasn't supposed tp be like this.
It was supposed to be Lauren and Haley in the top 2, and they were going to tie, and both get recording contracts, and everything in the world would have been right.
Surely Haley will get a recording contract and be super successful.
I hope with all of my heart that Lauren wins.
All of you should text vote to American Idol, for Lauren.
She is my love.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Rude people, Annoying voices and Awesome accents.
The RUDEST person at school, has been established.
He beat Ross and Rachelll.
He beat O.J.
He even managed to slide barely past Al Pachino.
His nickname is
Donald Trump.
On monday, I was walking to my car after school, with my best good friend, Britney. Well, him, a level 5 fat Mexican that I'm naming Gigantico, and some mysterious/faceless character, opened the bus window, and screamed "Hey FAGGOT!" and "Yo FAG."
How original.
I retorted with this one, "Really? Really!? WHY CAN'T YOU GAIN THE COURAGE TO COME UP TO ME AND SAY THAT TO MY FACE, YOU ******* ********!?!?"
It wasn't my best comeback but it described them perfectly.
I filed a report the next morning.
I'm tired of this happening.
I listed my friend Britney as a Witness, and she said she would be willing to testify on my behalf.
I've found that the public school system has pretty much become a court system.
They have trials, witness' and even lawyers sometimes, but they never work.
Nobody gets sent to prison, they get one day of lunch detention, and that's about it.
No lesson is learned once it's over.
It's been 2 days, and nothing has been done.
I'm thinking about contacting Chelsea Handler.
My reading teacher, who I am naming Kat Von D, has the worst voice ever.
She like holds half of her mouth closed while she talks and it's very soothing, or lack thereof.
Her voice makes me want to strangle a golden retriever.
One of my mothers work friends is over, and he has a sweet ass accent.
It's like Jamaican/German/English/Australian.
It's pretty damn dope.
He beat Ross and Rachelll.
He beat O.J.
He even managed to slide barely past Al Pachino.
His nickname is
Donald Trump.
On monday, I was walking to my car after school, with my best good friend, Britney. Well, him, a level 5 fat Mexican that I'm naming Gigantico, and some mysterious/faceless character, opened the bus window, and screamed "Hey FAGGOT!" and "Yo FAG."
How original.
I retorted with this one, "Really? Really!? WHY CAN'T YOU GAIN THE COURAGE TO COME UP TO ME AND SAY THAT TO MY FACE, YOU ******* ********!?!?"
It wasn't my best comeback but it described them perfectly.
I filed a report the next morning.
I'm tired of this happening.
I listed my friend Britney as a Witness, and she said she would be willing to testify on my behalf.
I've found that the public school system has pretty much become a court system.
They have trials, witness' and even lawyers sometimes, but they never work.
Nobody gets sent to prison, they get one day of lunch detention, and that's about it.
No lesson is learned once it's over.
It's been 2 days, and nothing has been done.
I'm thinking about contacting Chelsea Handler.
My reading teacher, who I am naming Kat Von D, has the worst voice ever.
She like holds half of her mouth closed while she talks and it's very soothing, or lack thereof.
Her voice makes me want to strangle a golden retriever.
One of my mothers work friends is over, and he has a sweet ass accent.
It's like Jamaican/German/English/Australian.
It's pretty damn dope.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Sexual Healing
Yes, my children.
It is that time.
Time for Sex Ed.
It's dreaded by many of us humans.
Even by some parents.
But guess who isn't?
Al Pachino
Yeah, in fact, he couldn't stop talking about it.
Even before this class started a week ago, he couldn't wait to tell the whole school about his adventures with the nether regions of the female anatomy.
He is such a disgrace to the male community.
Boys like me, spend years building up our reputation, and then pervy vampires, such as Al Pachino, tear it down like Godzilla on Redbull and Crack.
Anyhow, it’s Sex Ed, or “Worth the Wait” week, and that means we get to say words out loud in class, without getting in trouble, such as vagina, and Uterus, and ejaculate and PENIS.
Yes, PENIS. Deal with it. It’s gross but in Sex Ed. it is said about 84 times per class. Or as I like to call these classes “Mind Rapes” Or “Mind Molestations”
Cervix
Did that make you uncomfortable?
It sure made me feel uncomfortable.
Now try listening to those words spew out of your science teacher’s mouth at 62 miles per hour.
To make matters worse, he puts drawings up on the board.
They are very detailed, and very gross.
The whole time I’m in that class, I just go to my happy place, and deal with it. Also I pray a little that the icky-ness will stop soon. It’s how I would imagine being raped would be.
Minus the anal pain and the drowsiness from the roofie.
It is that time.
Time for Sex Ed.
It's dreaded by many of us humans.
Even by some parents.
But guess who isn't?
Al Pachino
Yeah, in fact, he couldn't stop talking about it.
Even before this class started a week ago, he couldn't wait to tell the whole school about his adventures with the nether regions of the female anatomy.
He is such a disgrace to the male community.
Boys like me, spend years building up our reputation, and then pervy vampires, such as Al Pachino, tear it down like Godzilla on Redbull and Crack.
Anyhow, it’s Sex Ed, or “Worth the Wait” week, and that means we get to say words out loud in class, without getting in trouble, such as vagina, and Uterus, and ejaculate and PENIS.
Yes, PENIS. Deal with it. It’s gross but in Sex Ed. it is said about 84 times per class. Or as I like to call these classes “Mind Rapes” Or “Mind Molestations”
Cervix
Did that make you uncomfortable?
It sure made me feel uncomfortable.
Now try listening to those words spew out of your science teacher’s mouth at 62 miles per hour.
To make matters worse, he puts drawings up on the board.
They are very detailed, and very gross.
The whole time I’m in that class, I just go to my happy place, and deal with it. Also I pray a little that the icky-ness will stop soon. It’s how I would imagine being raped would be.
Minus the anal pain and the drowsiness from the roofie.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
National Idiot Day
Tomorrow is national Pot Day.
*Cheers/Applause*
Yeah, pot's amazing.
Just kidding. I'm such a wimp that I wouldn't even be able to touch that crap, because I'm afraid that if I touch it, it'll give me like Cat AIDS or Cancer or something.
Yeah, I'm a loser.
God, I'm going to suck at college.
Meh....screw em. I'll be all smart and they are gonna be all "Duuude....I gotta ask you something. It's really important, so pay attention.....do you like Pretzels?"
So yeah, I'm gonna be the Neuro Surgeon fixing their fried brains.
Well it is college.
I might have 2 "brownies"
3
4
8
Anywhooo....Al Pachino is officially crazy. Wanna hear about it? No? Too bad.
In Science we were making stinkbombs out of some stuff that I think is used to artificially make Skunks, and it released like this big repulsive ball of yellowish-green smoke into the air. That's when Al decides to take a big ol' Smell. Clearly to him,
it smelled like candles or something.
I took a tiny littel inhale and started to feel something crawling up my
throat.
I knew that wasn't a good sign so
I ran in the opposite direction
and started saying things like "Shame on you!", "That's disgusting. PUSHUPS." and "What is wrong with you? This isn't War of the Worlds. Apologize!"
Al decided that this was the best smell in the world. He then forced our teacher to make another batch of devil's fart.
It's an even bigger puff of crap infested air.
Al inhales and blows out the air, like cigarette smoke, in me and my Mexican friend
Salma's direction.
It smelled like a Walrus exploded in my face.
I immedeatley started my rampage.
Me - "Are you kidding? Are you friggin kidding
me!!?"
Al - "BAHAHAHAHAhH"
Me - "What's so funny, dumb****? You are ****** disgusting. What is the ****** matter with you? Shame!"
Al - "BhHHJHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH"
Me - "You are ridiculous. I hate you. Look at you. You're so ugly. Look at you're teeth. They make you look like a retarded vampire."
Al - "Actually,"
*He's getting serious. Like he's gonna school me now.
Which is ironic because he couldn use some better schooling.*
Al - "I have been diagnosed with Vampirism."
Me - "..."
I was waiting for the punchline.
Me - "For real?"
Al - "Yep."
Me - "BAHAHAHAH you know for a while I was on the fence about whether or not you're insane, but now I know you fricken crazy. Do you really think you're a Vampire? Wow, I'm not really suprised."
Al - "I figured with all of the *Rude word* you say about me, that you knew."
Me - "I thought it was a rumor, *Rude Word*. Wow, you're frigging insane."
Al - "You're an *Rude word*."
Me - "Oh, go suck my Jugular Vain. Oh, sorry. I forgot. You're retarded and probably don't know what a Jugular Vain is. Sorry, I apologize for using big word speech talk."
*Cheers/Applause*
Yeah, pot's amazing.
Just kidding. I'm such a wimp that I wouldn't even be able to touch that crap, because I'm afraid that if I touch it, it'll give me like Cat AIDS or Cancer or something.
Yeah, I'm a loser.
God, I'm going to suck at college.
Meh....screw em. I'll be all smart and they are gonna be all "Duuude....I gotta ask you something. It's really important, so pay attention.....do you like Pretzels?"
So yeah, I'm gonna be the Neuro Surgeon fixing their fried brains.
Well it is college.
I might have 2 "brownies"
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Anywhooo....Al Pachino is officially crazy. Wanna hear about it? No? Too bad.
In Science we were making stinkbombs out of some stuff that I think is used to artificially make Skunks, and it released like this big repulsive ball of yellowish-green smoke into the air. That's when Al decides to take a big ol' Smell. Clearly to him,
it smelled like candles or something.
I took a tiny littel inhale and started to feel something crawling up my
throat.
I knew that wasn't a good sign so
I ran in the opposite direction
and started saying things like "Shame on you!", "That's disgusting. PUSHUPS." and "What is wrong with you? This isn't War of the Worlds. Apologize!"
Al decided that this was the best smell in the world. He then forced our teacher to make another batch of devil's fart.
It's an even bigger puff of crap infested air.
Al inhales and blows out the air, like cigarette smoke, in me and my Mexican friend
Salma's direction.
It smelled like a Walrus exploded in my face.
I immedeatley started my rampage.
Me - "Are you kidding? Are you friggin kidding
me!!?"
Al - "BAHAHAHAHAhH"
Me - "What's so funny, dumb****? You are ****** disgusting. What is the ****** matter with you? Shame!"
Al - "BhHHJHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH"
Me - "You are ridiculous. I hate you. Look at you. You're so ugly. Look at you're teeth. They make you look like a retarded vampire."
Al - "Actually,"
*He's getting serious. Like he's gonna school me now.
Which is ironic because he couldn use some better schooling.*
Al - "I have been diagnosed with Vampirism."
Me - "..."
I was waiting for the punchline.
Me - "For real?"
Al - "Yep."
Me - "BAHAHAHAH you know for a while I was on the fence about whether or not you're insane, but now I know you fricken crazy. Do you really think you're a Vampire? Wow, I'm not really suprised."
Al - "I figured with all of the *Rude word* you say about me, that you knew."
Me - "I thought it was a rumor, *Rude Word*. Wow, you're frigging insane."
Al - "You're an *Rude word*."
Me - "Oh, go suck my Jugular Vain. Oh, sorry. I forgot. You're retarded and probably don't know what a Jugular Vain is. Sorry, I apologize for using big word speech talk."
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Al Pachino, Scarface, Burger Flipper, Felon, anti-christ, BOB. Meh, what's the difference?
Al Pachino, is the biggest jerk I've ever met.
He likes to call himself "Scene" which just thought of, is laughable. I
may not be "Scene" or "Gothic" or "Emo" but I know "Scene". I'm pretty sure my bff Britney is "Scene" and he is definatley not that.
He was talking about how something that would hurt a real human, didn't hurt him and I was all "Yeah well, Al Pachino, nothing hurts you because you're a freaky emo. And he was all "I'm NLT emo, assface. I'm scene."
Me - "Actually my best friend is scene and let me tell you something. You're definently not scene. Scene kids don't wear baggy jeans. Scene kids don't wear tennis shoes. They definently DO NOT cut.
Al Pachino - "You don't know ANYTHING!! *Demonic Hiss*"
He hissed at me.
Hissed.
That next period me and Britney were sitting in History.
Then incomes Ally hissing demonically.
Me - "Would you please shut up. The whole scary moan/hiss thing is really friggin annoying."
Al - "So are you. I hope you die and go to hell you a**hole!!"
Me - "Ditto. DI-TTO."
The whole class laughed and I felt triumphant.
*Later during class in front of teacher while studying.*
Al - "Education is retarded. All that matters is getting a drivers licsence."
Teacher - "Yeah, then you can get in your clunker am drive it to McDonalds to go flip burgers."
Al - "Yeah well, my uncle started flippin' burgers at a McDonalds and now he owns 14 diffent McDonalds."
Me - *Siigh*
Britney - "we just want to friggin study.....JERK."
Al - *Demonic Roar*
He is such friggin weirdo.
I think he's gonna shoot up the school one day.
He likes to call himself "Scene" which just thought of, is laughable. I
may not be "Scene" or "Gothic" or "Emo" but I know "Scene". I'm pretty sure my bff Britney is "Scene" and he is definatley not that.
He was talking about how something that would hurt a real human, didn't hurt him and I was all "Yeah well, Al Pachino, nothing hurts you because you're a freaky emo. And he was all "I'm NLT emo, assface. I'm scene."
Me - "Actually my best friend is scene and let me tell you something. You're definently not scene. Scene kids don't wear baggy jeans. Scene kids don't wear tennis shoes. They definently DO NOT cut.
Al Pachino - "You don't know ANYTHING!! *Demonic Hiss*"
He hissed at me.
Hissed.
That next period me and Britney were sitting in History.
Then incomes Ally hissing demonically.
Me - "Would you please shut up. The whole scary moan/hiss thing is really friggin annoying."
Al - "So are you. I hope you die and go to hell you a**hole!!"
Me - "Ditto. DI-TTO."
The whole class laughed and I felt triumphant.
*Later during class in front of teacher while studying.*
Al - "Education is retarded. All that matters is getting a drivers licsence."
Teacher - "Yeah, then you can get in your clunker am drive it to McDonalds to go flip burgers."
Al - "Yeah well, my uncle started flippin' burgers at a McDonalds and now he owns 14 diffent McDonalds."
Me - *Siigh*
Britney - "we just want to friggin study.....JERK."
Al - *Demonic Roar*
He is such friggin weirdo.
I think he's gonna shoot up the school one day.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Guiltfest 2011
I don't ever do this, but I have to apoligize to somebody.
She has forgiven me on several occasions in the past few hours, but I feel like this will make it official......I feel like Bill Clinton.
I'd like to formally apoligize to Britney Raye Hamlin for forgetting to get her purse and her binder after the bell rang in History class when she left to go do something. It was because of my retarded/A.D.H.D. mind that it got locked in the class when the teacher left for the day, because we are the last class that our History teacher has.
It was my fault that she had to go to the princible to ask to get in to the classroom she left it in.
It was my fault that she was late to her next class.
*Sighs* I'm so sorry, Britney. I feel incredibly guilty. You looked extremeley pissed, and I felt AWFUL. I'm so sorry. Now that that is off of my chest I feel much better.
I have this problem where I always feel guilty for things even when the person has said they've forgiven me. Azle has done one Hell of a job with my self esteem.
EXAMPLE: A.S.P.C.A. commercials. I feel guilty for being so greedy that I can't even spare $5 per month to save those sad little three-legged, one-eyed, earless puppies. I almost broke both of my hands trying to find the remote to change the channel when that commercial came on. It's that damn song they play. "In the arms of the Angel. Fly away from here, toniiiiight." I cry every time I see that.
OOOH I almost forgot! This guy Dylan at school used to be the meanest person on earth, and all of a sudden we're all buddy buddy best freinds. Well, not best freinds, but he's been strangly nice to me for the past two days. Him and this other guy Johnny are being really nice!! I'm just like what in the world!? Like they laugh at ALL of my jokes and are sincere about it. They sit by me in Science now. They are being like super duper kind. Am I gonna have to put out a couple of freind requests on Facebook? Maybe they had a change of heart, or it's a mischievous plan to gain my trust and then suddenly use that trust to destroy me.
Oh lord.
Now I feel guilty for doubting them. I changed my background in an effort to get out of my fourth season lull.
I hope y'all like it.
DON'T FORGET my live post on Friday. I'm not exactly sure on how it's gonna work yet but we can figure it out. ONE MORE THING THEN I'LL LEAVE Y'ALL ALONE. Sorry that all of my posts lately have been one big paragraph. Stupid blogger.com won't let me make new paragraphs. I hope they fix it. It's friggin' annoying.
She has forgiven me on several occasions in the past few hours, but I feel like this will make it official......I feel like Bill Clinton.
I'd like to formally apoligize to Britney Raye Hamlin for forgetting to get her purse and her binder after the bell rang in History class when she left to go do something. It was because of my retarded/A.D.H.D. mind that it got locked in the class when the teacher left for the day, because we are the last class that our History teacher has.
It was my fault that she had to go to the princible to ask to get in to the classroom she left it in.
It was my fault that she was late to her next class.
*Sighs* I'm so sorry, Britney. I feel incredibly guilty. You looked extremeley pissed, and I felt AWFUL. I'm so sorry. Now that that is off of my chest I feel much better.
I have this problem where I always feel guilty for things even when the person has said they've forgiven me. Azle has done one Hell of a job with my self esteem.
EXAMPLE: A.S.P.C.A. commercials. I feel guilty for being so greedy that I can't even spare $5 per month to save those sad little three-legged, one-eyed, earless puppies. I almost broke both of my hands trying to find the remote to change the channel when that commercial came on. It's that damn song they play. "In the arms of the Angel. Fly away from here, toniiiiight." I cry every time I see that.
OOOH I almost forgot! This guy Dylan at school used to be the meanest person on earth, and all of a sudden we're all buddy buddy best freinds. Well, not best freinds, but he's been strangly nice to me for the past two days. Him and this other guy Johnny are being really nice!! I'm just like what in the world!? Like they laugh at ALL of my jokes and are sincere about it. They sit by me in Science now. They are being like super duper kind. Am I gonna have to put out a couple of freind requests on Facebook? Maybe they had a change of heart, or it's a mischievous plan to gain my trust and then suddenly use that trust to destroy me.
Oh lord.
Now I feel guilty for doubting them. I changed my background in an effort to get out of my fourth season lull.
I hope y'all like it.
DON'T FORGET my live post on Friday. I'm not exactly sure on how it's gonna work yet but we can figure it out. ONE MORE THING THEN I'LL LEAVE Y'ALL ALONE. Sorry that all of my posts lately have been one big paragraph. Stupid blogger.com won't let me make new paragraphs. I hope they fix it. It's friggin' annoying.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Hello, I'm embarrassed. What's your name?
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In Advisory, (Advisory's our schools ridiculous way of saying "Homeroom") we were listening to the announcments and about to watch "Indiana Jones; The Raiders of the Lost Ark".
There was a long pause on the loud speaker. That was when my body decided that I've been being a bitch lately, and made me sneeze the biggest sneeze I've ever sneezed.
It wasn't a normal sneeze either. It was a nasty, slobbery, snotty, phlemy, disgusting one. It was like debris flying out of my nose and mouth, and on to my face. My whole face. I was stuck in my seat.
Let me ellaborate on that.
Our Advisory class's desks are arranged and an extremely retarded way. Our teacher tried to set the desks up like an arena, so we we're all facing the front. The desks get moved around a lot throughout the class and today I got sealed in on my left and my right.
SO when I sneezed that awful sneeze I couldn't go anywhere. It was on my hands and face and I was embarassed.
This one kid, Paco, got up, got tissues, and shoved them in my face. I was slowly sliding deeper and deeper in my chair until I was on the ground with tears in my eyes. I was about to cry but I swollowed the tears went to the trash can with my head held high....all while the announcments were going on.
My freinds gave me a peptalk...after they said "That was embarassing to watch." That was the single most embarrassing moment of my life.
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In Advisory, (Advisory's our schools ridiculous way of saying "Homeroom") we were listening to the announcments and about to watch "Indiana Jones; The Raiders of the Lost Ark".
There was a long pause on the loud speaker. That was when my body decided that I've been being a bitch lately, and made me sneeze the biggest sneeze I've ever sneezed.
It wasn't a normal sneeze either. It was a nasty, slobbery, snotty, phlemy, disgusting one. It was like debris flying out of my nose and mouth, and on to my face. My whole face. I was stuck in my seat.
Let me ellaborate on that.
Our Advisory class's desks are arranged and an extremely retarded way. Our teacher tried to set the desks up like an arena, so we we're all facing the front. The desks get moved around a lot throughout the class and today I got sealed in on my left and my right.
SO when I sneezed that awful sneeze I couldn't go anywhere. It was on my hands and face and I was embarassed.
This one kid, Paco, got up, got tissues, and shoved them in my face. I was slowly sliding deeper and deeper in my chair until I was on the ground with tears in my eyes. I was about to cry but I swollowed the tears went to the trash can with my head held high....all while the announcments were going on.
My freinds gave me a peptalk...after they said "That was embarassing to watch." That was the single most embarrassing moment of my life.
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Thursday, March 24, 2011
Ahhhhh! Roofies!!
A couple of weeks ago my school had a dance. It was unsuprisingly ghetto.
It was pretty awful. The music was like excessivly and freakishly loud.
I had to yell the same sentance 10 times each to get my point across. The 2 highlights were
1.) My bestfriend Britney was there.
2.) I danced like a fool with one of my friends Morgan.
Luckily Al Pachino wasn't there. He was "studying" for UIL, (UIL is this big academic competition that I went to and won 5th place in. HOLLA.) but I'm sure that he was actually out trying to drink people's blood. Have I mentioned he thinks he's a Vampire? Because...he thinks he's a Vampire.
The dance was very stereotypical. There were even a couple of dance offs. What is this? West Side Story meets the Ghetto? It was like a bad ghetto remake of "Bring It On". I can't say the word "GHETTO" enough.
There was this one weird Indian/Mexican kid who kept BLATENTLY hitting on Britney. It got to the point where she almost screamed "My body, MY CHOICE." in his face. He like even did the stupid yawn/stretch over the shoulder move on her. She kept looking at me and we both exchanged a glance that ment..."Omfg. Somebody arrest him right NOW." He gave his jacket to her and she was all "Umm NO." and he was all "FML. Please. I love you. I only want to be with you. You and ONLY you." and she was still all "EFF no." and I was all "ACCESS DENIED.". That was basically what happened but nobody said anything. Everytime he made a move on her I texted Britney "Awkward turtle." She had a hard time keeping a straight face.
We ended up running away from him like The Devil was chasing us. But he kept finding us. At one point during the night he offered her a drink. It was an OPENED Diet Coke. "Ummm. Surrrre. -__-" She walked away and she threw in trash. "I'm glad you did that. I'm pretty sure he was trying to rape you." I said. She replied "Yeah, me too. Ever since I saw 'The Hangover' everytime I get offered an open drink I feel like yelling 'AHHHH!! Roofies!!!!'" Then we laughed out loud for about 10 minutes.
Do we have a future Mexican/Indian date raper on our hands? I think yes.
It was pretty awful. The music was like excessivly and freakishly loud.
I had to yell the same sentance 10 times each to get my point across. The 2 highlights were
1.) My bestfriend Britney was there.
2.) I danced like a fool with one of my friends Morgan.
Luckily Al Pachino wasn't there. He was "studying" for UIL, (UIL is this big academic competition that I went to and won 5th place in. HOLLA.) but I'm sure that he was actually out trying to drink people's blood. Have I mentioned he thinks he's a Vampire? Because...he thinks he's a Vampire.
The dance was very stereotypical. There were even a couple of dance offs. What is this? West Side Story meets the Ghetto? It was like a bad ghetto remake of "Bring It On". I can't say the word "GHETTO" enough.
There was this one weird Indian/Mexican kid who kept BLATENTLY hitting on Britney. It got to the point where she almost screamed "My body, MY CHOICE." in his face. He like even did the stupid yawn/stretch over the shoulder move on her. She kept looking at me and we both exchanged a glance that ment..."Omfg. Somebody arrest him right NOW." He gave his jacket to her and she was all "Umm NO." and he was all "FML. Please. I love you. I only want to be with you. You and ONLY you." and she was still all "EFF no." and I was all "ACCESS DENIED.". That was basically what happened but nobody said anything. Everytime he made a move on her I texted Britney "Awkward turtle." She had a hard time keeping a straight face.
We ended up running away from him like The Devil was chasing us. But he kept finding us. At one point during the night he offered her a drink. It was an OPENED Diet Coke. "Ummm. Surrrre. -__-" She walked away and she threw in trash. "I'm glad you did that. I'm pretty sure he was trying to rape you." I said. She replied "Yeah, me too. Ever since I saw 'The Hangover' everytime I get offered an open drink I feel like yelling 'AHHHH!! Roofies!!!!'" Then we laughed out loud for about 10 minutes.
Do we have a future Mexican/Indian date raper on our hands? I think yes.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Stinky Sturkey
Sorry about all the "That's So Raven" refrences. I've been watching it a lot lately.
O.k. you know how some people have an oder. Well, up until I started going to Azle JH, I thought there were only 3 categorys of oder; Lovely, Normal, and Stanky. I was Wrong. There's one more.
It's name is Kealon
It's called Kealon because that is the name of the person who inspired this new category. He is the ONLY person, in the U.S. at least, who smells like this. He is literally the worst smelling, person, object, animal, I've ever met. He is the real life, Ben Sturkey.
THE SMELL -
It's hellish. I don't think he has showered in, I'm not exaggerating, at least a year. When he walks past me it's like "The Situation" is raping my left nostril, and Flava Flav is raping my right nostril. That is the only thing I can compare it to. It's rediculous that he can't even go jump in a lake for 5 seconds. That would help! I can't believe nobody's ever confronted him. You know, I'm worried about his home life. What kind of parents would let it go on like this. Willie Nelson would be like "Dude, you need to take it down a notch." Kealon needs to jump in a pool that is 4% lye, 50% Shampoo, 1% water, 10% Pro Active, and 35% Ralph Lauren Calogne.
THE APPEARANCE -
It's hellish. His hair.....excuse me while I dry heave........It's like he soaked it in mud and bacon grease. It's long, messy, and as nasty as HAYELL. He is the definition of "TOW UP." His acne, is like a Pro Active infomercial. It's like a huge red tumer. I have pimples, and acne and stuff, but this is excessive. I'm gonna give him a Pro Active gift basket or something. It's just plain GROSS! His clothing is dirty just from touching him. Seriously, his clothing gets brown stains on it and crap. What's worse is that only Britney, Justice, and I are the only ones bothered buy him. What the HELL!? We have to stage an intervention. He can't be healthy. HE CAN'T. We really HAVE to do an intervention, be his shoulder to cry on, if only to keep him from being a date raper later in life.
O.k. you know how some people have an oder. Well, up until I started going to Azle JH, I thought there were only 3 categorys of oder; Lovely, Normal, and Stanky. I was Wrong. There's one more.
It's name is Kealon
It's called Kealon because that is the name of the person who inspired this new category. He is the ONLY person, in the U.S. at least, who smells like this. He is literally the worst smelling, person, object, animal, I've ever met. He is the real life, Ben Sturkey.
THE SMELL -
It's hellish. I don't think he has showered in, I'm not exaggerating, at least a year. When he walks past me it's like "The Situation" is raping my left nostril, and Flava Flav is raping my right nostril. That is the only thing I can compare it to. It's rediculous that he can't even go jump in a lake for 5 seconds. That would help! I can't believe nobody's ever confronted him. You know, I'm worried about his home life. What kind of parents would let it go on like this. Willie Nelson would be like "Dude, you need to take it down a notch." Kealon needs to jump in a pool that is 4% lye, 50% Shampoo, 1% water, 10% Pro Active, and 35% Ralph Lauren Calogne.
THE APPEARANCE -
It's hellish. His hair.....excuse me while I dry heave........It's like he soaked it in mud and bacon grease. It's long, messy, and as nasty as HAYELL. He is the definition of "TOW UP." His acne, is like a Pro Active infomercial. It's like a huge red tumer. I have pimples, and acne and stuff, but this is excessive. I'm gonna give him a Pro Active gift basket or something. It's just plain GROSS! His clothing is dirty just from touching him. Seriously, his clothing gets brown stains on it and crap. What's worse is that only Britney, Justice, and I are the only ones bothered buy him. What the HELL!? We have to stage an intervention. He can't be healthy. HE CAN'T. We really HAVE to do an intervention, be his shoulder to cry on, if only to keep him from being a date raper later in life.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
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.
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.
Monday, February 14, 2011
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.
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.
Monday, February 7, 2011
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.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
BRITNEY RAYE HAMLIN:D
She is so cool. She is like really funny and amazingly good at being my friend.
she has 2 blogs and they are VERY awesome. They are as awesome as Paramore, Cher, Lady Gaga, Avril Lavigne, Taylor Swift , the Dixie Chicks and Ke$ha put together. well. not that awesome. But like as awesome as an Elephant or something. And elephants are awesome.
Well Al Pacino had an orgasm on the bus.
Let me ellaborate. A girl bit him. Yeah not hit, or kissed. BIT. He got extremely turned on or something and he was telling me and Britney about it and it was awkward. Then he started complaining on how his thumb is like numb where he got bit. W.T.F.
Vampires? Yes most likely, the girl who bit him was a Vampire.
The day before he was trying to ask Britney to hang out this weekend and I got 10 feet behind him and was flailing my arms all around and jumping and mouthing "NO. NOOO. NOOOOOOOO! For the love of god say no!" She almost started laughing but managed to come up with a lie along the lines of "uhhmmm I have....um I......I'm grounded. And my aunt shirly died and we have to cremate her and flush her down the toilet and my family has to celebrate early thanks...giving. So...I'm...........kind of swamped.... *~*" BAHAHHAHAHAH
I learned from one of Britney's blogs that after I went off on him, Al Pacino was talking all kindsa shadoobee saying "You should've seen it. I wish he had hit me I would've killed him! bahahahah!"
-__- *sigh* Monday should be fun.
OMG. I almost forgot to say what her 2 blogs are called!
http://briimurder.blogspot.com/
http://musicgameslove.blogspot.com/
And please excuse her profile picture. It is just like a really bad pic! She is actually super pretty! hahahah. Sorry that sounded stalkerish.
she has 2 blogs and they are VERY awesome. They are as awesome as Paramore, Cher, Lady Gaga, Avril Lavigne, Taylor Swift , the Dixie Chicks and Ke$ha put together. well. not that awesome. But like as awesome as an Elephant or something. And elephants are awesome.
Well Al Pacino had an orgasm on the bus.
Let me ellaborate. A girl bit him. Yeah not hit, or kissed. BIT. He got extremely turned on or something and he was telling me and Britney about it and it was awkward. Then he started complaining on how his thumb is like numb where he got bit. W.T.F.
Vampires? Yes most likely, the girl who bit him was a Vampire.
The day before he was trying to ask Britney to hang out this weekend and I got 10 feet behind him and was flailing my arms all around and jumping and mouthing "NO. NOOO. NOOOOOOOO! For the love of god say no!" She almost started laughing but managed to come up with a lie along the lines of "uhhmmm I have....um I......I'm grounded. And my aunt shirly died and we have to cremate her and flush her down the toilet and my family has to celebrate early thanks...giving. So...I'm...........kind of swamped.... *~*" BAHAHHAHAHAH
I learned from one of Britney's blogs that after I went off on him, Al Pacino was talking all kindsa shadoobee saying "You should've seen it. I wish he had hit me I would've killed him! bahahahah!"
-__- *sigh* Monday should be fun.
OMG. I almost forgot to say what her 2 blogs are called!
http://briimurder.blogspot.com/
http://musicgameslove.blogspot.com/
And please excuse her profile picture. It is just like a really bad pic! She is actually super pretty! hahahah. Sorry that sounded stalkerish.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
A Mexican Gang Memeber Being mean and Teachers Cussing. O yeah and K Fed.
Sorry that I didn't post monday! I procrastinate.
I few days ago I came into to school late. by literally 2 milliseconds. Well Mr. al pacino over here decides to make it clear to the whole class...that I'm late...by two milliseconds.
Al Pacino - "YOUR LATE!!!!!"
Me - "Your moms late."
Al Pacino - "YOUR PUBERTY'S LATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
....... -_ -........ This guy is ridiculous. There were so many things I could've said. He has a scar on his face that makes me think he was recently been jumped out of a gang or just got in one. He once told me a very disturbing and graphic story about him getting laid, that was VERY involuntary. I would write about it, but it is disturbing. Anyway I thought karma would get back at him. So wierdly...I let him get away with this.
Me - "Watch it asshole."
That was unlike me. He was lucky.
Later in the period I was a lot more mad. The whole "karma" thing passed. I was pissed. I was pissed that I missed my last chance to kick some ass. I was not going to miss it the next time. He started to ask the art teacher if his clay animal sculpture could have three legs. Both me and the teacher thought that was a stupid question and I said under my breath "Stupid." Scarface decided to come up with the most original insult anyone has ever said to me.
Al Pacino - "Yeah...well...YOUR GAY."
*hehaha! oooooh he is gonna die.*
Me - "Really? Did you just call me gay right now? Really?"
Al Pacino - "yep really!"
*This angers me. Time to emo screamo this bitch.*
Me in emo/screamo voice - "OH HELLNO! REALLY? no, really. Are you seriously calling me gay right now? What the hell? You do realize I will KILL you right? Couldn't you come up with something a little bit more..mmhh idaknow...ORIGINAL!??!?Youknow what 'Al Pacino' at least I don't have a scar on my face the size of Manhatten. Back The F off and go take a shower you smelly idiot. I will elbow you in the face."
Meanwhile during my fit of rage the art teacher is screaming almost as loud as me "CALM DOWN NOW!" When I finally got all my anger out, the teacher was all like "AL PACINO TO THE OFFICE." Then he called the office and said "Hey I just sent Al Pacino to the office. Yeah he just called ANOTHER kid gay again."
He took me out into the Hallway and said LITERALLY these words.
Teacher - "*sighs* look....I'm sick of that shit too but...."
My exact face - . ______________________ .
Teacher - "DAYAUM DUUUUDE!!!!! you gatta calm down!"
*20 second later...*
Me - "ummmmmmmm...ok. Can I go to the restroom?
after he said yes I hightailed it to the restrooom. After I got done laughing, I realized I was pissed. I was pissed at Al pacino and his mafia crew and his ugly dumb face. His dumby dumby dumb dumb head. I came back to the class and the teacher asked me to go to the office to fill out some forms or something. Strange.
I get there and I am sent in a room with Al Pacino and the vp.
I should've known. It was a trap.
I sat down and I was thinking "What the heyal?" Al started saying I called him a retarded and a stinky mexican and all this bullcrap. I didn't even get to tell my side of the story but the VP was all like "Yall don't know what happened to eachother. So you can't be bullies."
Ok let me just stop this right there. There is a difference between being a BULLY and being like me. Ok? A BULLY, is somebody that insults innocent people, like me, and tries to destroy every ounce of this person's confidence to where they explode and embarrass themselves in front of a WHOLE CLASSROOM. BULLYING is where you are such an asshole, that they drive you to stand up for yourself and end up getting hurt by somebody 10x their size. BULLYING is where you turn your victims into either a battered housewife or into somebody like me. SOMEBODY LIKE ME is a person who makes smart and funny retorts against a BULLY. SOMEBODY LIKE ME is a person who has to keep explaining to neanderthals, that it IS infact possible a STRAIGHT person can think gays should have rights. SOMEBODY LIKE ME is a person who is sent to the office, detention etc, for doing something to stand up for themselves. SOMEBODY LIKE ME defends innocent people against bullies. SOMEBODY LIKE ME never NEVER makes fun of innocent people. PEOPLE LIKE ME make fun of bullies. Bullies and people like me, are COMPLETE opposites.
I was forced to shake the jerk's hand, and say freaking sorry. I left the room steaming. I literallly went around the other side of the school as not to come in contact with Al Pacino. This was a sad day for people like me.
Later in the day,it turns out Mr. Pacino decided to tell K Fed about this. HIS version. HIS STUPID version. I was walking down the stairs on my way to my next class. For some reason the hallway was empty. As if it were an old western showdown. I hear K Feds blackccent say to me "Mess with my boy again, and you won' be able to mess with another person again." A tumbleweed crossed inbetween us.
Me - *turns around viciously.* Excuse me?"
K Fed - "You heard me bitch."
I actually do call him K Fed. Not just in the blog.
Me - "O.k. You don't know me so I am going to give you one chance to turn around and go the opposite direction."
K Fed - "I ain't scared."
Me - "Listen up K Fed. You have NO right to fuck with me. I have never done anything to you. You do not know the whole story. Even if you did you probably wouldn't even understand it, do to the fact that you have the IQ of Hitler. Your 'BOY' was the one messing with me. He is as big an asshole as your prison record. BACK OFF and goodbye. oh, and by the way K Fed, drop the blackccent. You live in friggin Azle Tx. Not Brooklyn."
K Fed - " Yea well y-"
Me - "Shut up bastard."
He is fricken scary as that Mel Gison audiotape, so I had a mini-seizure when I turned around.
Kevin Constien can you come to school with me so you can be like my bodyguard. I could really use a 6ft tall dude with muscles the size of Alaska on my side the rest if the year.
I few days ago I came into to school late. by literally 2 milliseconds. Well Mr. al pacino over here decides to make it clear to the whole class...that I'm late...by two milliseconds.
Al Pacino - "YOUR LATE!!!!!"
Me - "Your moms late."
Al Pacino - "YOUR PUBERTY'S LATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
....... -_ -........ This guy is ridiculous. There were so many things I could've said. He has a scar on his face that makes me think he was recently been jumped out of a gang or just got in one. He once told me a very disturbing and graphic story about him getting laid, that was VERY involuntary. I would write about it, but it is disturbing. Anyway I thought karma would get back at him. So wierdly...I let him get away with this.
Me - "Watch it asshole."
That was unlike me. He was lucky.
Later in the period I was a lot more mad. The whole "karma" thing passed. I was pissed. I was pissed that I missed my last chance to kick some ass. I was not going to miss it the next time. He started to ask the art teacher if his clay animal sculpture could have three legs. Both me and the teacher thought that was a stupid question and I said under my breath "Stupid." Scarface decided to come up with the most original insult anyone has ever said to me.
Al Pacino - "Yeah...well...YOUR GAY."
*hehaha! oooooh he is gonna die.*
Me - "Really? Did you just call me gay right now? Really?"
Al Pacino - "yep really!"
*This angers me. Time to emo screamo this bitch.*
Me in emo/screamo voice - "OH HELLNO! REALLY? no, really. Are you seriously calling me gay right now? What the hell? You do realize I will KILL you right? Couldn't you come up with something a little bit more..mmhh idaknow...ORIGINAL!??!?Youknow what 'Al Pacino' at least I don't have a scar on my face the size of Manhatten. Back The F off and go take a shower you smelly idiot. I will elbow you in the face."
Meanwhile during my fit of rage the art teacher is screaming almost as loud as me "CALM DOWN NOW!" When I finally got all my anger out, the teacher was all like "AL PACINO TO THE OFFICE." Then he called the office and said "Hey I just sent Al Pacino to the office. Yeah he just called ANOTHER kid gay again."
He took me out into the Hallway and said LITERALLY these words.
Teacher - "*sighs* look....I'm sick of that shit too but...."
My exact face - . ______________________ .
Teacher - "DAYAUM DUUUUDE!!!!! you gatta calm down!"
*20 second later...*
Me - "ummmmmmmm...ok. Can I go to the restroom?
after he said yes I hightailed it to the restrooom. After I got done laughing, I realized I was pissed. I was pissed at Al pacino and his mafia crew and his ugly dumb face. His dumby dumby dumb dumb head. I came back to the class and the teacher asked me to go to the office to fill out some forms or something. Strange.
I get there and I am sent in a room with Al Pacino and the vp.
I should've known. It was a trap.
I sat down and I was thinking "What the heyal?" Al started saying I called him a retarded and a stinky mexican and all this bullcrap. I didn't even get to tell my side of the story but the VP was all like "Yall don't know what happened to eachother. So you can't be bullies."
Ok let me just stop this right there. There is a difference between being a BULLY and being like me. Ok? A BULLY, is somebody that insults innocent people, like me, and tries to destroy every ounce of this person's confidence to where they explode and embarrass themselves in front of a WHOLE CLASSROOM. BULLYING is where you are such an asshole, that they drive you to stand up for yourself and end up getting hurt by somebody 10x their size. BULLYING is where you turn your victims into either a battered housewife or into somebody like me. SOMEBODY LIKE ME is a person who makes smart and funny retorts against a BULLY. SOMEBODY LIKE ME is a person who has to keep explaining to neanderthals, that it IS infact possible a STRAIGHT person can think gays should have rights. SOMEBODY LIKE ME is a person who is sent to the office, detention etc, for doing something to stand up for themselves. SOMEBODY LIKE ME defends innocent people against bullies. SOMEBODY LIKE ME never NEVER makes fun of innocent people. PEOPLE LIKE ME make fun of bullies. Bullies and people like me, are COMPLETE opposites.
I was forced to shake the jerk's hand, and say freaking sorry. I left the room steaming. I literallly went around the other side of the school as not to come in contact with Al Pacino. This was a sad day for people like me.
Later in the day,it turns out Mr. Pacino decided to tell K Fed about this. HIS version. HIS STUPID version. I was walking down the stairs on my way to my next class. For some reason the hallway was empty. As if it were an old western showdown. I hear K Feds blackccent say to me "Mess with my boy again, and you won' be able to mess with another person again." A tumbleweed crossed inbetween us.
Me - *turns around viciously.* Excuse me?"
K Fed - "You heard me bitch."
I actually do call him K Fed. Not just in the blog.
Me - "O.k. You don't know me so I am going to give you one chance to turn around and go the opposite direction."
K Fed - "I ain't scared."
Me - "Listen up K Fed. You have NO right to fuck with me. I have never done anything to you. You do not know the whole story. Even if you did you probably wouldn't even understand it, do to the fact that you have the IQ of Hitler. Your 'BOY' was the one messing with me. He is as big an asshole as your prison record. BACK OFF and goodbye. oh, and by the way K Fed, drop the blackccent. You live in friggin Azle Tx. Not Brooklyn."
K Fed - " Yea well y-"
Me - "Shut up bastard."
He is fricken scary as that Mel Gison audiotape, so I had a mini-seizure when I turned around.
Kevin Constien can you come to school with me so you can be like my bodyguard. I could really use a 6ft tall dude with muscles the size of Alaska on my side the rest if the year.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
oh facebook.
I don't know about you, but I love getting in fights on facebook, through texts, or phone calls. It is really a good time. I took the liberty of posting one of my favorites.
This facebook conversation happened back in september 2010.
Friend 1 - I'm officially deleting Andrew. I am sick of his game posts! Who is with me!
Me - Hahahah I will friend him just to unfriend him!
Friend 1 - That is the way to do it! Woop!
Friend 2 - Not even friends with him!
*now this is where it gets good.*
*insert name here* - Yall need to be nice. He is still a human and has feelings just like yall. I don't like him so don't get any ideas but he is still my friend.
* ok i am sorry but when you have to state "i dont like him" you probably do.*
Me - Omg *name* honestly take a chill pill. Seriously your ridiculous ...and not in a good way...
*insert name here*- and you honestly think i care what you say mark i think not.
Friend 1 - Now *name* ..... Andrew is a jerk this year
Me - *name* you are such a bitch! Really I was Just suggesting you not to take things so seriously and not to be such an effin buzzkill. But if you want to be a bitch to me then ill be one to you!
*Name* - two wrongs dont make a right! and mark i really dont care what you say about me. I guess i grew up and decided to be the bigger person. WWJD
Friend 3 - ohhhhhhhh snapadoodle doo!
Friend 1 - lol
*if she thought i was going to take this lying down, she was surely mistaken.*
Me - What would JESUS do? is that what you said to me? Please don't pull the religious thing on me! Here is what I do.....WWMD....WHAT WOULD MARK DO! You know what i would do? I would say yes you are the bigger person... literally.
Peaceout.
P.s. Get a breast reduction surgery. You look tittytarded.
Friend 1 - Omfg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaahaaaa
Friend 3 - Hahahahahahahaahah omg omg omg
Friend 1 - IkIk,, im dying!!!!!!!!!! Tittytrtd haha!
* i just thought of a nickname*
Titty tard - I'm also skinnier then you fatty and your a fag for looking at them. Obviously you like it if your looking at them. ... just saying.
Friend 1 - You tell him.
Titty Tard - I will! Believe me.
Me - OMYLANTA! IM A FAG FOR LOOKING AT BOOBS. HMMMMM OK. o and yea it was mpossible to stop looking. Omg you were so tall and fat that when i sood at arms length toward you, they were hitting me in the eye!! One was always like giving me a black eye and the other was like over your shoulder! Do you know how tramatizing that is? by the way....eat a gd carrot you fat homophobe.
Titty Tard - You need to stop talking about yourself like that! it lowers youre self esteem.. oh wait i forgot you dont have one.. and honestly youre the one who could use a salad every once in a while. ill go ahead and call jeny kraig for you.
Me - ......Really..... My self esteem that is what you are going to attack? Owwwwww that really hurts. By the way im using a sarcastic tone,k. And how do I not have any self esteem? Huh?GIVE ME 2 good examples .And by the way those Jenny Craig comercials make the food look delicious so thank you for ordering the food for me.
Friend 1 - :€
Friend 3 - Wow nuggets
*Several. Hours. Later.*
Me - No repsonse? Hmmm I think I won this fight. TALK TO YOU LATA TITTYTARD
Titty Tard - Sorry. i actually have something to work for in my life so i actually care about school. and obviously you have no self esteem if youre just gonna attack me! and there you go again with my boobs... you must really like them...
*what the hell. She is crazy. Did i even say anything about school. She thinks she soooooo SMART! oooooooou she is so big and bad. Rediculous.*
Me - Actually I'm passing everything at school with flying colors. And I was trying to end this conversation because I want the last word you idiot And yes I did say something about yur boobs because they look ridiculous. By the way im more talented then you.
Friend 2 - Happy birthday *name*
.............PFFTTTTAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
OMFG. That is priceless! It was her birthday. Omg this poor woman. hahah! Thats just horrible and funny all at the same time. Just thought this was perfect for FSC.
By the way sorry I haven't been updating latley. I think im gona start making posts on monday and friday and maybe on saturday or sunday! K see yall later!
This facebook conversation happened back in september 2010.
Friend 1 - I'm officially deleting Andrew. I am sick of his game posts! Who is with me!
Me - Hahahah I will friend him just to unfriend him!
Friend 1 - That is the way to do it! Woop!
Friend 2 - Not even friends with him!
*now this is where it gets good.*
*insert name here* - Yall need to be nice. He is still a human and has feelings just like yall. I don't like him so don't get any ideas but he is still my friend.
* ok i am sorry but when you have to state "i dont like him" you probably do.*
Me - Omg *name* honestly take a chill pill. Seriously your ridiculous ...and not in a good way...
*insert name here*- and you honestly think i care what you say mark i think not.
Friend 1 - Now *name* ..... Andrew is a jerk this year
Me - *name* you are such a bitch! Really I was Just suggesting you not to take things so seriously and not to be such an effin buzzkill. But if you want to be a bitch to me then ill be one to you!
*Name* - two wrongs dont make a right! and mark i really dont care what you say about me. I guess i grew up and decided to be the bigger person. WWJD
Friend 3 - ohhhhhhhh snapadoodle doo!
Friend 1 - lol
*if she thought i was going to take this lying down, she was surely mistaken.*
Me - What would JESUS do? is that what you said to me? Please don't pull the religious thing on me! Here is what I do.....WWMD....WHAT WOULD MARK DO! You know what i would do? I would say yes you are the bigger person... literally.
Peaceout.
P.s. Get a breast reduction surgery. You look tittytarded.
Friend 1 - Omfg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaahaaaa
Friend 3 - Hahahahahahahaahah omg omg omg
Friend 1 - IkIk,, im dying!!!!!!!!!! Tittytrtd haha!
* i just thought of a nickname*
Titty tard - I'm also skinnier then you fatty and your a fag for looking at them. Obviously you like it if your looking at them. ... just saying.
Friend 1 - You tell him.
Titty Tard - I will! Believe me.
Me - OMYLANTA! IM A FAG FOR LOOKING AT BOOBS. HMMMMM OK. o and yea it was mpossible to stop looking. Omg you were so tall and fat that when i sood at arms length toward you, they were hitting me in the eye!! One was always like giving me a black eye and the other was like over your shoulder! Do you know how tramatizing that is? by the way....eat a gd carrot you fat homophobe.
Titty Tard - You need to stop talking about yourself like that! it lowers youre self esteem.. oh wait i forgot you dont have one.. and honestly youre the one who could use a salad every once in a while. ill go ahead and call jeny kraig for you.
Me - ......Really..... My self esteem that is what you are going to attack? Owwwwww that really hurts. By the way im using a sarcastic tone,k. And how do I not have any self esteem? Huh?GIVE ME 2 good examples .And by the way those Jenny Craig comercials make the food look delicious so thank you for ordering the food for me.
Friend 1 - :€
Friend 3 - Wow nuggets
*Several. Hours. Later.*
Me - No repsonse? Hmmm I think I won this fight. TALK TO YOU LATA TITTYTARD
Titty Tard - Sorry. i actually have something to work for in my life so i actually care about school. and obviously you have no self esteem if youre just gonna attack me! and there you go again with my boobs... you must really like them...
*what the hell. She is crazy. Did i even say anything about school. She thinks she soooooo SMART! oooooooou she is so big and bad. Rediculous.*
Me - Actually I'm passing everything at school with flying colors. And I was trying to end this conversation because I want the last word you idiot And yes I did say something about yur boobs because they look ridiculous. By the way im more talented then you.
Friend 2 - Happy birthday *name*
.............PFFTTTTAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
OMFG. That is priceless! It was her birthday. Omg this poor woman. hahah! Thats just horrible and funny all at the same time. Just thought this was perfect for FSC.
By the way sorry I haven't been updating latley. I think im gona start making posts on monday and friday and maybe on saturday or sunday! K see yall later!
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