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Dec 01, 2005 16:30

This morning I got up at 7:40, I don't have to leave for school till about 8:05 so I decided to lay in bed like the lazy ass I am.
I went upstairs, shaved my arms because they were getting prickly, and then made a sandwhich. Some people's cars had been getting ripped off early in the morning when they were warming them up. Supposedly kids taking them for joyrides... I don't know what kids would do that, that's why I assume differently.

Anyhow, after making my sandwhich and checking from the window that my car was, in-fact, still there, I headed off into the cold dark world of public schooling.

Racing into school I get there at 8:21, which is 1 minute after the bell. I run to class and my prayers had been answered, my teacher hadn't locked the locker room doors. I changed and made it out to PE main room in time for him to open the door to the weight room. Talk about close call.

During lunch I had no one to talk to, being a new school and all, I have an unrealistic amount of friends, which can be summed up in one word: None.

As I was sitting in the library that faces out to the courtyard. I looked up from my notes and the same kids that had thrown an apple at me were throwing shit again. I was half convinced to do what I told them I would do, and walk up and kick all their asses, but I couldn't tell if they were friends, or if the guy that had thrown the apple yesterday was in the group.

After I came out of the library, to my amazement: ITS FUCKING SNOWING!

As the day went on, it got heavy. So heavy in-fact, my car, which of course is parked in the back of the lot, is COVERED in snow, about an inch thick. I had an ice scraper in the passenger seat for those days that I don't have time to warm up my car and I slid off all the snow and went home.

Got home, tried to leave before dad could come home and say "Dylan it's too icy, you can't leave"

Well to my luck I couldn't really get off the phone, he came home early and I was skrewed. That's right, screwed, but it sucks so bad it's skrewed up.

So here I am, no gym, no nothing, typing at this god forsaken journal with nothing else to do. Schoolwork of course, but hey... I have a SERIOUS case of senioritis and I just don't give a fuck.
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