Jun 22, 2004 18:27
I finished my To Kill a Mockingbird Portfolio thing.
For the first time all year, Ms. Michael made me angry. The fact she won't look at this for more than second and I have another essay to do got me steamed. I didn't mind doing a lot of projects and essays, just to prepare my work ethic. But doing this got me mad for the first time about how stupid it is she piles on this stuff.
And The superlative essay is gonna suck. Pip was the biggest... wimp....
I just realized I have no plans this weekend.
I also decided 90 I'm not gonna smoke Thursday.
Fuck. Fuck fucking fuck. All year, all work, no stress releif.
And, as all people know, the only way to releive stress is through drugs.
Bu dum cha.
That was a joke. Oh well.
Year he, Year he- Yall, we need to have a party. This is pahase one. I will start the ball rolling.
If you will host or no anyone who would host a party or is planning on having one or just really wants to, speak to me.
That is all
Bryan