A thursday
It's about 4:00. I left school about an hour ago and the last few announcements was that the school was closed tomorrow as you all know. Today was a fairly good day. I spent most of it working on a collage and then I inked it. It looks good and when I can I suppose I'll post a picture of it. Most of the day was the same old stuff except for in second period. English 3. I have Mr. Westman and he gave us an assignment to write a story about either visiting a haunted house or going to a theme park. When he saw I wasn't doing it he told me to start on it in that usual assholish way. So anyway, I didn't feel like writing so I just pretended to write. It's weird because I don't remember anything till the end of the period. I just sort of zoned out. When I realized the period ended I had a page and about a half of another one of just writing. It's quite....odd... Anyway, I figured I'd humor you all so check it out.
"So this assignment is suppose to be about a trip to a "haunted" house or a visit to a theme park. If you really think about it, who would willing go to a haunted house? I know I wouldn't. It's not that I'm scared or anything, it's just that the thought of a haunted is absurd. Most of the "ghosts" were either figments of someones paranoid mind. If they weren't that then they were the result of a practical joke. Pfft, Ghosts. If Scooby Doo taught us anything, it's that 1: Ghosts don't exist. 2: Goot high sandwhichs can be tied with three and swallowed whole. The mere thought that some tormented soul comes back to simplay walk abount a house and rattle chains is absurd. I for one believe is a soul was trapped here on earth it would meet up with some other spirits, possible friends of theres and go to a strip club. Now as for theme parks? Well they are generally safe. It's the carnavals you have to look out for. Damn Carnies and their heroin addicted selves. Like I really want some dragon chaser assembling a fast moving ride with duct tape and rubber-bands. We all know thats what holds them together. At the state fair I counted 18 rides with duct tape on various parts."
Well thats all I was able to write before the bell rang. Anyway, I hope it gave you a laugh or two. Well, Adios.
-Nick (Olfactory Ninja)
"So this assignment is suppose to be about a trip to a "haunted" house or a visit to a theme park. If you really think about it, who would willing go to a haunted house? I know I wouldn't. It's not that I'm scared or anything, it's just that the thought of a haunted is absurd. Most of the "ghosts" were either figments of someones paranoid mind. If they weren't that then they were the result of a practical joke. Pfft, Ghosts. If Scooby Doo taught us anything, it's that 1: Ghosts don't exist. 2: Goot high sandwhichs can be tied with three and swallowed whole. The mere thought that some tormented soul comes back to simplay walk abount a house and rattle chains is absurd. I for one believe is a soul was trapped here on earth it would meet up with some other spirits, possible friends of theres and go to a strip club. Now as for theme parks? Well they are generally safe. It's the carnavals you have to look out for. Damn Carnies and their heroin addicted selves. Like I really want some dragon chaser assembling a fast moving ride with duct tape and rubber-bands. We all know thats what holds them together. At the state fair I counted 18 rides with duct tape on various parts."
Well thats all I was able to write before the bell rang. Anyway, I hope it gave you a laugh or two. Well, Adios.
-Nick (Olfactory Ninja)