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even though school, football, and school football are among the things i hate most, i'm going to the game tonight. i HAVE to see veronica. she's going to look beautiful! but what else is new? i really hate her for it. i hope she trips and falls. kate absolutely hates the idea of going to a football game, especially the homecoming game. i'm not big on it either; i feel the same way about it as i do about pep rallies, but anything for veronica, right?
today was alright. i told my spanish substitute i had asthma and needed to leave because someone kept spraying this colored hair spray, and he was like "OH GOD! OH GOD! ARE YOU GOING TO BE ILL? OH GOD! LEAVE! GO! GO SEE THE NURSE!" so i wandered around for awhile, went to mr. beitmen's room, hung out with marshall and craig and dylan and all the other cool freshmen. mr. beitmen and i had a talk about movies and the pixies and i decided he's kind of a fag and a horrible teacher but an ok guy. and then carly was like "go get my backpack from d's room" and i listen to carly because she's quite capable of beating me up. on the way to her class though matt and the pope were in the hall, so i joined them. alex blessed mrs. shepard...it was wonderful. i decided i should go back to the spanish class so the teacher wouldn't worry too much, but then i got bored and left again.
debate was pretty fun today. i like that class. i really hope i don't get switched out when they make the schedule changes. the teacher loves me way too much. i can get away with anything. we had a confederate flag debate. should they be allowed or not. i said no, they shouldn't. offensive to too many people. and even though people who run around with them stuck all over their shit say it's for southern pride, they still like pissing off the black kids. then my teacher and i talked about how it's kind of like communism or marxism or the whole nazi thing. this girl said that it was founded on certain ideas. so were all of those other groups. and while sometimes they're ok in theory, people don't consider theory. people consider practice. the practices are wrong. killing jews or enslaving blacks...not right. and then some fucking retard goes, "WHAT'S A SWASTIKA?"
during history i decided that i am going to KILL will nugent. he told mrs. burns way too much about me and someone else, and he doesn't know when to stop running his mouth, and he's too immature, and such a jackass. he's tactless and i decided that i will never tell him anything ever again. if he's gonna act like he's 3, i'll treat him like he's 3.
max and brett and some other guys were dressed up like dragons today. they got costumes in the kiddie department at walmart and they were hilarious. matt had to give a speech in his costume and no one could take him seriously and he figured out how to move his shoulders just enough to make his wings flap and then he pulled the mask thing over his face and started running around like that and his pants fell down...it was hilarious. i used to think he was a total asshole, cuz he was never really really nice to me, but then we decided we were ok with each other and actually got to know each other and he's sweet.
harry raskin is such an idiot! he tripped today during fourth hour and ran into the wall, hard, and the clock fell and hit him on the head then fell onto the floor and cracked and pieces went everywhere and the overhead cart fell over. the whole class was clapping and cheering. it was great. he just blinked a couple times and was like, "i feel embarrassed." even mr. mott was nearly purple from laughing.
today was alright. i told my spanish substitute i had asthma and needed to leave because someone kept spraying this colored hair spray, and he was like "OH GOD! OH GOD! ARE YOU GOING TO BE ILL? OH GOD! LEAVE! GO! GO SEE THE NURSE!" so i wandered around for awhile, went to mr. beitmen's room, hung out with marshall and craig and dylan and all the other cool freshmen. mr. beitmen and i had a talk about movies and the pixies and i decided he's kind of a fag and a horrible teacher but an ok guy. and then carly was like "go get my backpack from d's room" and i listen to carly because she's quite capable of beating me up. on the way to her class though matt and the pope were in the hall, so i joined them. alex blessed mrs. shepard...it was wonderful. i decided i should go back to the spanish class so the teacher wouldn't worry too much, but then i got bored and left again.
debate was pretty fun today. i like that class. i really hope i don't get switched out when they make the schedule changes. the teacher loves me way too much. i can get away with anything. we had a confederate flag debate. should they be allowed or not. i said no, they shouldn't. offensive to too many people. and even though people who run around with them stuck all over their shit say it's for southern pride, they still like pissing off the black kids. then my teacher and i talked about how it's kind of like communism or marxism or the whole nazi thing. this girl said that it was founded on certain ideas. so were all of those other groups. and while sometimes they're ok in theory, people don't consider theory. people consider practice. the practices are wrong. killing jews or enslaving blacks...not right. and then some fucking retard goes, "WHAT'S A SWASTIKA?"
during history i decided that i am going to KILL will nugent. he told mrs. burns way too much about me and someone else, and he doesn't know when to stop running his mouth, and he's too immature, and such a jackass. he's tactless and i decided that i will never tell him anything ever again. if he's gonna act like he's 3, i'll treat him like he's 3.
max and brett and some other guys were dressed up like dragons today. they got costumes in the kiddie department at walmart and they were hilarious. matt had to give a speech in his costume and no one could take him seriously and he figured out how to move his shoulders just enough to make his wings flap and then he pulled the mask thing over his face and started running around like that and his pants fell down...it was hilarious. i used to think he was a total asshole, cuz he was never really really nice to me, but then we decided we were ok with each other and actually got to know each other and he's sweet.
harry raskin is such an idiot! he tripped today during fourth hour and ran into the wall, hard, and the clock fell and hit him on the head then fell onto the floor and cracked and pieces went everywhere and the overhead cart fell over. the whole class was clapping and cheering. it was great. he just blinked a couple times and was like, "i feel embarrassed." even mr. mott was nearly purple from laughing.