hooray for maxwell updates
i feel calm. i am the little zen center of this class. here we have joe, who wont stop talking and being paranoid. then matt. he loves his tight pants and likes to shake his ass in them. it was disturbing at first, but now its just an everyday occurance. the rest of the kids here are either supa black, or somehow mentally unstable. socially retarded. we had this cool little asian kid once, his name was tua moua. pronounced too-ah moo-ah. what a great kid. me an joe were fighting once and koe picked him up and used him as a human shield. i HAVENT DONE ANY WORK ALL WEEK LONG. why is there a weezer song in my head FUCK. i learned carry on my wayward son by kansas last night. fugg yah. i never ramble. im so effing bored. naptime before we drive home, have a cig break, and get food. poor bastards. hope youre having fun in school. haha.