The Neil of Canning College (in personality Andrew...not in drama camp shenanigans)
I guess there's one at every school....the tall, gangly, white guy that no one wants to talk to.. Today I realised that there was indeed a Neil at Canning College. His name is Chris...or Craig...or Scott...or Sean... or Adam.. or...Neil mark 2? Anyway, he even kinda looks like Neil, though less horrible acne, braces and general ugliness...nice shoes to, but yea.... It's NEIL (this is probably only something the Rossmoyne folk understand *stares the rossmoyne folketh down* mmk? mmk!)
So yesterday I sat next to him in the cafetorium as i was still waiting for everyone else to come and he sits with us, he was reading the back of a video he got out about FEDERATION (yea, cause that's more interesting than planting a cactus), I say hi and he doesen't even say hi back he just goes "WHRRE'S EVERYONE ELSE!" I'm like...calm down toto.. Then I ask what the video he got outs on, even though federation is on big letters, hey, i'm trying to make conversation. He doesen't even look up at me just says "federation" and continues reading... God, he suckzors (yea Louise... I stole it... patent pending bitch!).
Anyway TODAY, in the present...or the past because it was at recess, I was talking to Fran (my love, my everything, my tangy lemon) and we both said we hatored him (yes, hatored) and when he sat down we begun..Operation: Block Neil mark 2. Which basically was me and her talking about that "cool party that I had" which she came to... I've never done the "make up something to block someone" and i was happy with how it went, ah Fran, you so cool.
And the final episode in the saga of Neil mark 2. at the bus stop waiting to go home (damn 555, ALWAYS LATE) I was smoking one of my fancwa More's when he appears, he waves hi when I had my cigarette near my wasit...then he walks over to me and see's i'm smoking and his face goes from :) to :|. He cautiously remains away from me before mustering up all the courage in that wittle brain of his to ask me "Are those cigars? (the papers brown)" "How old are you?"..I reply i'm 17 and he mentally goes A 17 YEAR OLD SMOKING!!? OMGWTFBBQ?! and silently walks away... Ah NicScotSeaCraiChris... when will you learn.
In other news I have begun conversations with Melissa the happy goth. She's not that bad, she's pretty cool...but then she started talking about witchcraft and i was like... I'm going to glaze over and nod for a while... I mean, Magic hunters? A witch called trinity? Witch turf battles taking place in Gosnells?... Eh, maybe i'm just a bit susso of anyone who's actually practicing... or maybe she's a complete freako!
Here's hoping i have something else besides canning college to talk about soon...mmk? mmk!
So yesterday I sat next to him in the cafetorium as i was still waiting for everyone else to come and he sits with us, he was reading the back of a video he got out about FEDERATION (yea, cause that's more interesting than planting a cactus), I say hi and he doesen't even say hi back he just goes "WHRRE'S EVERYONE ELSE!" I'm like...calm down toto.. Then I ask what the video he got outs on, even though federation is on big letters, hey, i'm trying to make conversation. He doesen't even look up at me just says "federation" and continues reading... God, he suckzors (yea Louise... I stole it... patent pending bitch!).
Anyway TODAY, in the present...or the past because it was at recess, I was talking to Fran (my love, my everything, my tangy lemon) and we both said we hatored him (yes, hatored) and when he sat down we begun..Operation: Block Neil mark 2. Which basically was me and her talking about that "cool party that I had" which she came to... I've never done the "make up something to block someone" and i was happy with how it went, ah Fran, you so cool.
And the final episode in the saga of Neil mark 2. at the bus stop waiting to go home (damn 555, ALWAYS LATE) I was smoking one of my fancwa More's when he appears, he waves hi when I had my cigarette near my wasit...then he walks over to me and see's i'm smoking and his face goes from :) to :|. He cautiously remains away from me before mustering up all the courage in that wittle brain of his to ask me "Are those cigars? (the papers brown)" "How old are you?"..I reply i'm 17 and he mentally goes A 17 YEAR OLD SMOKING!!? OMGWTFBBQ?! and silently walks away... Ah NicScotSeaCraiChris... when will you learn.
In other news I have begun conversations with Melissa the happy goth. She's not that bad, she's pretty cool...but then she started talking about witchcraft and i was like... I'm going to glaze over and nod for a while... I mean, Magic hunters? A witch called trinity? Witch turf battles taking place in Gosnells?... Eh, maybe i'm just a bit susso of anyone who's actually practicing... or maybe she's a complete freako!
Here's hoping i have something else besides canning college to talk about soon...mmk? mmk!