school
im cold, tired and hungry. i feel like shit. although, im going to school. not because anyone is making me, just because i want to. well, i want to go to lunch, anyway. lunch = fun. AND lunch = lovely food. :) here are all of my horrible subjects
P.E.: i want to go to (for the first time) because today were playing basketball, and im gonna be all like to Kyle, (the new kid) "Kyle, dont EVER pass me the ball. im the person who does absolutely NOTHING whatsoever, but still gets a B."
Soc. Studies: i kinda of want to go to S.S. its boring but Mr. K makes it interesting.
reading: god no. no fucking way will i ever want to go to reading. Dear Mrs. Peterson, i hate you, (just like everyone else) and will you please screaming at us, you are making my ears bleed. XXOO, Will
English: yeah i guess. i dont know. if i can sleep there, than yes, i want to go. blah.
'Industrial Technology(what normal kids call 'computer class'. no, not even that, it's just 'computers':
computers is the most boring class i've ever been to. we sit there at a computer, and stare at the screen. but, there's something extra in it for me, Ryan screams my name from across the hall, and i scream his back. its fun.
lunch: up there ^
science: boring. we do crap experiments that teach us nothing. and sometimes we watch movies that were wade in the late 80's. i hope we watch a movie today, i need some sleep.
math: Mr. Hope, will you please stop saying 'it's not that big a deal.' if you say the ONE MORE fucking time, i swear to god i will rip your ears of, and shove them down your pretty little throat.
the end. oh wait, the horrible bus ride home: loud, noisy, smelly, cold, cold, cold cold. oh yeah, and then i have to walk home from the bus stop: cold, cold, cold, cold.
i hope you guys have a better day than i will. goodbye, loved ones.
XXOO,
Will
PS: if i survive, i will come back from school today and talk about the events that happened.
PPS: always remember, i will always ♥ you.
P.E.: i want to go to (for the first time) because today were playing basketball, and im gonna be all like to Kyle, (the new kid) "Kyle, dont EVER pass me the ball. im the person who does absolutely NOTHING whatsoever, but still gets a B."
Soc. Studies: i kinda of want to go to S.S. its boring but Mr. K makes it interesting.
reading: god no. no fucking way will i ever want to go to reading. Dear Mrs. Peterson, i hate you, (just like everyone else) and will you please screaming at us, you are making my ears bleed. XXOO, Will
English: yeah i guess. i dont know. if i can sleep there, than yes, i want to go. blah.
'Industrial Technology(what normal kids call 'computer class'. no, not even that, it's just 'computers':
computers is the most boring class i've ever been to. we sit there at a computer, and stare at the screen. but, there's something extra in it for me, Ryan screams my name from across the hall, and i scream his back. its fun.
lunch: up there ^
science: boring. we do crap experiments that teach us nothing. and sometimes we watch movies that were wade in the late 80's. i hope we watch a movie today, i need some sleep.
math: Mr. Hope, will you please stop saying 'it's not that big a deal.' if you say the ONE MORE fucking time, i swear to god i will rip your ears of, and shove them down your pretty little throat.
the end. oh wait, the horrible bus ride home: loud, noisy, smelly, cold, cold, cold cold. oh yeah, and then i have to walk home from the bus stop: cold, cold, cold, cold.
i hope you guys have a better day than i will. goodbye, loved ones.
XXOO,
Will
PS: if i survive, i will come back from school today and talk about the events that happened.
PPS: always remember, i will always ♥ you.