Nov 04, 2002 11:10
Well, I have written in a while, so I figure that I will say something now. Well, my life has been totally excellent lately. Well, not my school life, that kinda sucks. Like the educational aspect sucks. My rhetoric teacher doesn't think I write well, but oh well, what the hell does she know, that anorexic bitch. My physics teacher is the nicest old man that I have ever met but he sucks as a teacher. My history teacher is the most boring woman ever born and I don't quite grasp the whole concept of psychology. I should've went to an easier school like OCC or something.
So basically I met a girl and shes great, definitely the type of girl that I've been looking for, but basically I don't want to talk about much of the stuff there. The friends that I have here are great. Some of the greatest people that I have ever met. The one friend that I did have coming here, Mike, has become a total asshole since wrestling started. He has like roid rage or something. I don't know what the hell is wrong with him. The other day he flipped out for like the 9257893 time. We were all drinking, he had just come back from the wrestler house for their halloween party, so basically everyone's drunk. So he comes in with a magic 8 ball that he had stolen from the party and he decides to tell us one of his pointless stories. So he's like it was a good party, one of the kids dressed up as party boy, so when the music comes on, he takes off his pants and all the girls run out of the room and we're all just standing there staring at him. So John goes, "yep, sounds like just another gay wrestling party." So then Mike flips out and is like why the hell do you guys have to disrespect my sport and all this crap and throws the magic 8 ball against the wall and it shatters and then he picks up a piece of it, like the big piece that actually gives the fortune and throws that back against the wall. Then he picks up a rolling desk chair and throws it against the wall and the wheel pops off, then he picks up the chair again and goes to throw it at Jon but then thinks better about it and just throws it at Jon's feet cuz Jon would definitely kick Mike's ass. So Mike leaves, then he comes back looking for the remaing piece of the 8 ball and throws the bag with all the cans in it against the wall and they all spill out. Then he picks up the big tin of pretzels and chucks that and they all fly out. So hes bitching about something and I was like, "Wow, you're a fucking jerkoff!!!!" and he's like "don't you ever call me a jerkoff, or I'll kick your ass!!!" Now keep in mind, I am the only person that he has never like attacked or yelled at since we've gotten to college. I am the only person who can ever calm him down, and now he's yelling at me. So then he goes out into the hallway and says, you better lock the door before I come back in there and kill everyone. Now, theres four guys in the room, what the hell is Mike going to do. He's 5'4", 140 lbs going against four guys. Yeah, so whatever, the moral of the story is that Mike Braun is a jerkofffffffffffffffffffff!!!!!!
Oh, we saw The Ring friday night and I must say that it was a good movie and all, but it was totally not scary at all. I thought it was kinda funny actually, like cuz the child was so friggin weird, he reminded me of the little boy in The Shining. Eventhough I didn't find it to be that scary, I would still recommend it cuz it was a really good movie.
Well, thats all I have to say right now. I'll write more later when I can think of important things that are happening.