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Ok,I'm in study in Mr.Rose's room right now and I had to type a paper so I didn't leave...so here I am typing away at my livejournal because I'm a rat.
I'm so sick of school right now. Once again I'm on the path to failing math! 46 on my first test..i'm a fucking genius! I can freakin tell you the day jesus broke bread or analyze a 34349 year old Greek Drama but I cannot and will not be able to compute math.EVER. If someone held a gun to my head and told me to graph a linear equation,my ass would be dead as fuckin Rick James. BLAH! I think I'm a pretty smart kid I just have trouble with math and I have no motivation to do homework I hate it... I see a lot of kids that are in my classes and sure,they're smart they probably have a good looking high school record but I know I.Q wise I'm better than them and it pisses me off that I'm going to be the kid thats not getting into college or at least the college I want... I have an average gpa,no extra curricular activities,no leadership,my family income is average so I'm not getting any scholarships or money. College really chaps my ass. I guess its my fault though, so I should just shut the fuck up and get over the fact that I'm not going anywhere of signifigance. ANyywayss
Last night Jesse crashed on his dirtbike and he's going through surgery this morning. :'(. I'm wicked scared because its his second big crash and I dunno its scary. I love him to death! Nikki told me his eye sockets like collapsed and uh.. i dont even wanna think about it. She's going to see him tonight before the football game and I can't go. Why? Oh thats right because I'm a nigger and I'm slaving at Dunkin Donuts from 3-10. There goes my social life. And i have to work till MIDNIGHT on saturday... seriously why not just put me in friggen chains and chain me up to a push plow and call me rufus the nigroon cuz thats pretty much what I am. I hate having to have a job. I shouldn't have to work but my mom likes to steal the money I'm supposed to get from my dad's so I guess I have to.
Ok well this is all for the complaining department. See ya around folks. Oh and come visit me at Dunkin'...I'm gonna need something to get me by!
I'm so sick of school right now. Once again I'm on the path to failing math! 46 on my first test..i'm a fucking genius! I can freakin tell you the day jesus broke bread or analyze a 34349 year old Greek Drama but I cannot and will not be able to compute math.EVER. If someone held a gun to my head and told me to graph a linear equation,my ass would be dead as fuckin Rick James. BLAH! I think I'm a pretty smart kid I just have trouble with math and I have no motivation to do homework I hate it... I see a lot of kids that are in my classes and sure,they're smart they probably have a good looking high school record but I know I.Q wise I'm better than them and it pisses me off that I'm going to be the kid thats not getting into college or at least the college I want... I have an average gpa,no extra curricular activities,no leadership,my family income is average so I'm not getting any scholarships or money. College really chaps my ass. I guess its my fault though, so I should just shut the fuck up and get over the fact that I'm not going anywhere of signifigance. ANyywayss
Last night Jesse crashed on his dirtbike and he's going through surgery this morning. :'(. I'm wicked scared because its his second big crash and I dunno its scary. I love him to death! Nikki told me his eye sockets like collapsed and uh.. i dont even wanna think about it. She's going to see him tonight before the football game and I can't go. Why? Oh thats right because I'm a nigger and I'm slaving at Dunkin Donuts from 3-10. There goes my social life. And i have to work till MIDNIGHT on saturday... seriously why not just put me in friggen chains and chain me up to a push plow and call me rufus the nigroon cuz thats pretty much what I am. I hate having to have a job. I shouldn't have to work but my mom likes to steal the money I'm supposed to get from my dad's so I guess I have to.
Ok well this is all for the complaining department. See ya around folks. Oh and come visit me at Dunkin'...I'm gonna need something to get me by!