cynisim and other such things.
on the request of some anonymous person i am once again going to update. Recent bouts of neurosis have been cause for loss of sleep, depression and irritability. All that has passed, and i shall with luck not be plagued by that shite again for some time.
Today marks the beggining of the MEAP test. Over the next two weeks i shall be waking at normal school time along with most of the juniors in my highschool, and heading to school while the rest of the sons a bitches get to sleep in for 2 hours as testing occurs. The past two or so weeks of english class have been spent "preparing" us for the writing, reading, and listening portions of this lovely standardized test. Today was writing part one, where we had to compose an essay on the topic "Lifelong Education". When the booklets were passed out many moans and groans followed as my fellow classmates read the topic. Though i personally thought it a rather broad and ridiculous topic to write about, it sure beats the essay topics they had us writing about for the MEAP practice tests. One kid whom i dont particularly like,
mainly because everyday i have to sit and listen to him talk about how he was chased by cops at 100 plus miles per hour smoking a blunt fucking X amount of bitches in the back of his ride, all the while his system bumpin some fly ass rap tunes. I dont think anyone cared about the story the first time you told it guy, and i dont think anyone cares now. Go Shave your nasty ass trash-stache bitch. Proceeding with the thought i began, the kid previously mentioned finished his essay about 5 minutes into the testing period, and walked up all barney badass like to the teacher and handed over the test, attempting to act like he's a cool mother fucker because he didnt do the essay, because he's just to cool for something that takes some amount of intellect. All his lame ass friends cheered him on, which only inflated his already massive ego. God i hate them. I also hate how this fat fuck who sat next to me wouldnt shut the fuck up once he finished his essay. Even after being told several times by myself and the teacher to shut the fuck up. Adding yet another thing to my list of loathing, the way everyone gets all worked up and worried about this shit. MEAPs do NOT affect your grade in any way, nor do you have to pass them in order to graduate. Calm the fuck down, they arent hard.
Changing topics.
I got my first check from work. lost $12 to the man, twill be nice when i get that back in a year. Still made $90 or so though. I dont work much this week, kinda sucks, as i like money. Some old fuck made a comment about how i need to cut my hair, and continually gives me dirty looks. Well guess what old timer, you can take your shrivled phallus, pump it up on some viagra and fuck yourself.
Musicians Friend cataloge arrived in the mail. It makes me long for a new bass...Thunderbird IV... By summers end it shall be mine, and accompanied by my lovely Ampeg, it shall be supreme.
Speaking of guitars. I could really go for a jam session right about now.
but i must take my leave, as it is my duty to transport my sibling and soon to be step sibling to soccer practice.
au revoir mes amis
Today marks the beggining of the MEAP test. Over the next two weeks i shall be waking at normal school time along with most of the juniors in my highschool, and heading to school while the rest of the sons a bitches get to sleep in for 2 hours as testing occurs. The past two or so weeks of english class have been spent "preparing" us for the writing, reading, and listening portions of this lovely standardized test. Today was writing part one, where we had to compose an essay on the topic "Lifelong Education". When the booklets were passed out many moans and groans followed as my fellow classmates read the topic. Though i personally thought it a rather broad and ridiculous topic to write about, it sure beats the essay topics they had us writing about for the MEAP practice tests. One kid whom i dont particularly like,
mainly because everyday i have to sit and listen to him talk about how he was chased by cops at 100 plus miles per hour smoking a blunt fucking X amount of bitches in the back of his ride, all the while his system bumpin some fly ass rap tunes. I dont think anyone cared about the story the first time you told it guy, and i dont think anyone cares now. Go Shave your nasty ass trash-stache bitch. Proceeding with the thought i began, the kid previously mentioned finished his essay about 5 minutes into the testing period, and walked up all barney badass like to the teacher and handed over the test, attempting to act like he's a cool mother fucker because he didnt do the essay, because he's just to cool for something that takes some amount of intellect. All his lame ass friends cheered him on, which only inflated his already massive ego. God i hate them. I also hate how this fat fuck who sat next to me wouldnt shut the fuck up once he finished his essay. Even after being told several times by myself and the teacher to shut the fuck up. Adding yet another thing to my list of loathing, the way everyone gets all worked up and worried about this shit. MEAPs do NOT affect your grade in any way, nor do you have to pass them in order to graduate. Calm the fuck down, they arent hard.
Changing topics.
I got my first check from work. lost $12 to the man, twill be nice when i get that back in a year. Still made $90 or so though. I dont work much this week, kinda sucks, as i like money. Some old fuck made a comment about how i need to cut my hair, and continually gives me dirty looks. Well guess what old timer, you can take your shrivled phallus, pump it up on some viagra and fuck yourself.
Musicians Friend cataloge arrived in the mail. It makes me long for a new bass...Thunderbird IV... By summers end it shall be mine, and accompanied by my lovely Ampeg, it shall be supreme.
Speaking of guitars. I could really go for a jam session right about now.
but i must take my leave, as it is my duty to transport my sibling and soon to be step sibling to soccer practice.
au revoir mes amis