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This was honestly one fucked up and dramatic week.
Monday April 11th 2005
Let's put it this way. There was a box of twelve exacto knives, near the end of fifth period, there was only three left. It was honestly so fucked up. I admit, I had one. So did other people, but why not? Who keeps a box of exacto knives out in the open, and think that people aren't gonna steal them? Well we ended up, eventually, recovering the missing nine. One of which we still don't know who the hell had it, and we're real confused, but whatever. If the last one didn't get found, the cops were gonna be called, and if the principal was in the school at the time, chances are those of us that had stolen the nine knives, were going to be suspended for 'possession of a weapon' and 'theft.' That woulda been awesome eh? I sorta wish it did happen, but whatever. What's meant to happen will happen.
Tuesday April 12th 2005
We got so many lectures today. I'm surprised we didn't get more. It turned out to be a normal day, I guess.
Wednesday April 13th 2005
We went to some Gypsy play at Lester B Pearson today. It was so sexual, and the stripping was just fucked. I didn't even understand it. But apparintly, while joking around with Michael, I got him mad at me. Whatever. It's his fault he can't take a fucking joke. It just pissed me off, because whenever I start to get mad at him, he begs me not too, so I end up not getting mad. But then when he get's mad, it's like it's okay, it's like he's allowed too. It just pissed me off.
Thursday April 14th 2005
Well today was pretty ordinary I guess. Michael's still mad, but it's nothing out of the ordinary. I'm hopefully reaching Kim's tomorrow, she's my gangster buddy. I painted my nails like the Ital flag, and it's fucking sikk. Me and my ghetto ness (trust me, you'd know if you found out how I did it:P) I think I'm reaching the mall with Steph and David on Saturday, but I dunno.
I guess that's it.. eZ.
Monday April 11th 2005
Let's put it this way. There was a box of twelve exacto knives, near the end of fifth period, there was only three left. It was honestly so fucked up. I admit, I had one. So did other people, but why not? Who keeps a box of exacto knives out in the open, and think that people aren't gonna steal them? Well we ended up, eventually, recovering the missing nine. One of which we still don't know who the hell had it, and we're real confused, but whatever. If the last one didn't get found, the cops were gonna be called, and if the principal was in the school at the time, chances are those of us that had stolen the nine knives, were going to be suspended for 'possession of a weapon' and 'theft.' That woulda been awesome eh? I sorta wish it did happen, but whatever. What's meant to happen will happen.
Tuesday April 12th 2005
We got so many lectures today. I'm surprised we didn't get more. It turned out to be a normal day, I guess.
Wednesday April 13th 2005
We went to some Gypsy play at Lester B Pearson today. It was so sexual, and the stripping was just fucked. I didn't even understand it. But apparintly, while joking around with Michael, I got him mad at me. Whatever. It's his fault he can't take a fucking joke. It just pissed me off, because whenever I start to get mad at him, he begs me not too, so I end up not getting mad. But then when he get's mad, it's like it's okay, it's like he's allowed too. It just pissed me off.
Thursday April 14th 2005
Well today was pretty ordinary I guess. Michael's still mad, but it's nothing out of the ordinary. I'm hopefully reaching Kim's tomorrow, she's my gangster buddy. I painted my nails like the Ital flag, and it's fucking sikk. Me and my ghetto ness (trust me, you'd know if you found out how I did it:P) I think I'm reaching the mall with Steph and David on Saturday, but I dunno.
I guess that's it.. eZ.