Oct 24, 2005 15:53
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
This time we took the math exam...I was so lost throughout the whole thing. I earned a sixty, I freaking guess...
I flew my racist flag today! Tote started talking about having spirits in his house, I admit a pretty lame topic, yet I got so into it...
Tote: yeah we have two spirits in our house, a white one and a black one.
Chris: Oh really, they're probably just manifestations of bad feelings like malice.
Me: Do they know any tricks?
Tote: Heh, well the white one likes to move stuff around and drop stuff, the black one's like evil though.
We got into this big thing about religion, I started trying to recall the seven deadly sins.
Me: well...okay, Lust, Sloth,...Greed, Anger, Gluttony.......hmm come on Michael. Two more what are they? Let me take a shot in the dark...being...black?
Everyone laughed except tote, he just shook his head. Apparantly having spirits also causes you to lose your sense of humor. I started to talk to Chris about hell...
Me: So yeah, if it does exist, what's it like? What do they do to you?
He started to answer, but the bell rang. I had to get to my happy class early. So I basically ran...well, I walked really quickly. I got there before he did, but only by a few seconds. We continued to watch the Amityville horror, ehh...Didn't talk much to me, or anyone else for that matter. So I was only slightly interested, and then the sex scene came out and everyone got all quiet...There's this little chick in that class, you know the type, scares easily, never shuts up, pretty stupid, No I don't mean Dolores, well yeah she ruined it, with her incessant yapping, And that my friends is what Grinds My Gears, you'd get that if you saw the family guy movie.
I went to lunch, got my meal. A depressing little salad with a sanwich...I ate and got fatter...YEAH THAT'S RIGHT! I saw no point in going to the band hall so I just stayed in the cafeteria, it felt weird having band in the afternoon, I felt like I was in middle school, but not as loserly...Then I went to p.o.t Chris sat with me and helped me type my first entry of, "The Way Things Should Have Been"...
We had an early practice that day, he stuck out like a sore thumb in his bright shirt. Tran was looking for him that afternoon, what does she want with him??? Bitch, leave him alone...lol. So I was walking into the band hall for like a last minute check of anything I might need...Sure...Everyone started walking out and then there he was, he walked right past me, I saw him look at me out of the corner of his eyes...Suspicious.
I don't have anymore time for this so I'll continue tommorrow.