FIrst Day of School
What the heck! Why do my arms look skinnier than it was in the summer. Damn: weight lifting for nothing. Damn 3 months gone. I think this year is going to be something like my 8th grade year:
-My English teacher can't spell words that I learned in the 6th grade.
-My Physics teacher will be the next Mr. Krawitz (hahaha).
-My Government teacher will treat me like his bitch because I dropped his psych class.
This is gay: everyone has 1st lunch. It's just me, ninja, paul, and juice. There's Glory too but I don't think she wants to talk to me very much after a hectic night and me tripping out on her that night. THATS ALL.
The morning began with Quinn trying to figure out who was a froshman. It was pretty funny because everyone in the area looked like a froshman. 2nd lunch sucks. Someone kill me or kidnap me from 4th period. Nevermind my 8th grade year was much better. Almost everyone had the same lunch as me so that was cool. Now me and andrew are stranded in "The Newton Girls Lunch". No shopping for school supplies, no preparation, no learning. How do you learn off an English teacher who can't spell and you may think that the class should be called Zulu 4 or something. I only slept for only one hour for some reason. I was never tired and I forgot to eat dinner yesterday. You may ask, how can any human forget about dinner? Well, I'm a freak. I go CooCoo sometimes and some people, who shouldn't have experienced it. Well, it's hot as a volcano in my room so I guess I'll knock myself out. My new webcam is working fine but my mic an dearphones snapped. Good night to all that will suffer in school until June.
To those who kinda suffered from the night of Sept. 6: I am very sorry. If i can remember, I pulled this stuff on two important girls. Hope you can forgive me. I have no idea what I said or did. There is the preverted me, depressed me, and the me that emerged after the 8th grade "incident" and being punished by an angel in her human form (hehe). Last night was the depressed me and now I am the "heavenly tamed" me.
-My English teacher can't spell words that I learned in the 6th grade.
-My Physics teacher will be the next Mr. Krawitz (hahaha).
-My Government teacher will treat me like his bitch because I dropped his psych class.
This is gay: everyone has 1st lunch. It's just me, ninja, paul, and juice. There's Glory too but I don't think she wants to talk to me very much after a hectic night and me tripping out on her that night. THATS ALL.
The morning began with Quinn trying to figure out who was a froshman. It was pretty funny because everyone in the area looked like a froshman. 2nd lunch sucks. Someone kill me or kidnap me from 4th period. Nevermind my 8th grade year was much better. Almost everyone had the same lunch as me so that was cool. Now me and andrew are stranded in "The Newton Girls Lunch". No shopping for school supplies, no preparation, no learning. How do you learn off an English teacher who can't spell and you may think that the class should be called Zulu 4 or something. I only slept for only one hour for some reason. I was never tired and I forgot to eat dinner yesterday. You may ask, how can any human forget about dinner? Well, I'm a freak. I go CooCoo sometimes and some people, who shouldn't have experienced it. Well, it's hot as a volcano in my room so I guess I'll knock myself out. My new webcam is working fine but my mic an dearphones snapped. Good night to all that will suffer in school until June.
To those who kinda suffered from the night of Sept. 6: I am very sorry. If i can remember, I pulled this stuff on two important girls. Hope you can forgive me. I have no idea what I said or did. There is the preverted me, depressed me, and the me that emerged after the 8th grade "incident" and being punished by an angel in her human form (hehe). Last night was the depressed me and now I am the "heavenly tamed" me.