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as i sit here and type, i wonder why i want to kill this kid so much. i know why...but i can't kill him. it would be bad for me. i don't give a fuck about him, he can impale himself on a pencil or something. i hate him...i want him to die.
i'm hungry, but lunch isn't for 7 minutes or so. i'm thinking about launching change and stuff accross the cafeteria with my trebuchet. should be fun. i have a pocket knife, for use in drama, people think i'm going to stab them...it's so stupid. but i did get to duct tape today :D mr. brendlinger let me make some of the set. i got to sit in that gaint bird cage too :P. we locked Anthony in there (or rather Joel shut it, and i duct taped it) but Mr. B made us let him out. he made this great crack about anthony's cousin, who is in the class. anthony was on the ladder stapling the set, and she said "i want to do that!" and mr. B said "but he's your cousin!" it was so great. so is the fact that lunch is in 3 minutes. yes, it took me 4 minutes to think of something to say. go fuck yourself. i have to pack.
ricky
i'm hungry, but lunch isn't for 7 minutes or so. i'm thinking about launching change and stuff accross the cafeteria with my trebuchet. should be fun. i have a pocket knife, for use in drama, people think i'm going to stab them...it's so stupid. but i did get to duct tape today :D mr. brendlinger let me make some of the set. i got to sit in that gaint bird cage too :P. we locked Anthony in there (or rather Joel shut it, and i duct taped it) but Mr. B made us let him out. he made this great crack about anthony's cousin, who is in the class. anthony was on the ladder stapling the set, and she said "i want to do that!" and mr. B said "but he's your cousin!" it was so great. so is the fact that lunch is in 3 minutes. yes, it took me 4 minutes to think of something to say. go fuck yourself. i have to pack.
ricky