No... I'm invincible
Finally... SILENCE... I have third block conference period which is awesome because it includes lunch which means I have a break from high school sluts, nerds, and ghetto stars from 12:03 until 2:19... SOOOOO wonderous. Summing up my day so far:
A girl with the nickname Buffalo, (that's right, buffalo) because she's from New York (ummm... yeah right... not only did she look like a buffalo, but she sounded like one too), declared to the entire class that she was in love with this 27 year old guy that took her virginity... when asked what his name was she responded, "I dont really remember but I plan on asking him when he calls me back." Note to buffalo man-voice: He's never calling you, ever... and if ever questioned about you he will deny that you even exist...
Hmmmm, maybe his name was Chad...
Following that oh so wonderous experience was a 50 pound weasel boy that, I kid you not, almost started crying in front of me because he couldnt find his deck of playing cards... I wanted to be like... "Lock it up pussy, here's a buck fifty... go buy a new deck." After what seemed like 20 years of complaining he finally sat down with his friends and began play fighting... aka
- I just chopped your head off with a sword
- No, because I was wearing neck armor that is electrical so it shocked you instead
- No, because I have special gloves that reflect the electricity and then I pull out a iron proof sword and cut through your neck armor and behead you
- Well I immediately come back as a zombie and begin to tear at your limbs
- Well I pull out holy water and sprinkle it on you so that you begin to burn and you fall over and then I drive a stake through you
- Well as soon as I die again, I respawn as a ghost and lunge at you and start to eat your soul...
etc, etc, etc...
If they hadnt left within 15 minutes I would have gotten up screaming something along the lines of "you are the biggest fucking nerds I have ever had to listen to and you are going to live a long, lonely, miserable life probably spent crying in a dark corner of your parents basement." I refrained.
Needless to say, I'm tired and ready to go home... too bad I have one more class left... it can't get too much worse, can it?
A girl with the nickname Buffalo, (that's right, buffalo) because she's from New York (ummm... yeah right... not only did she look like a buffalo, but she sounded like one too), declared to the entire class that she was in love with this 27 year old guy that took her virginity... when asked what his name was she responded, "I dont really remember but I plan on asking him when he calls me back." Note to buffalo man-voice: He's never calling you, ever... and if ever questioned about you he will deny that you even exist...
Hmmmm, maybe his name was Chad...
Following that oh so wonderous experience was a 50 pound weasel boy that, I kid you not, almost started crying in front of me because he couldnt find his deck of playing cards... I wanted to be like... "Lock it up pussy, here's a buck fifty... go buy a new deck." After what seemed like 20 years of complaining he finally sat down with his friends and began play fighting... aka
- I just chopped your head off with a sword
- No, because I was wearing neck armor that is electrical so it shocked you instead
- No, because I have special gloves that reflect the electricity and then I pull out a iron proof sword and cut through your neck armor and behead you
- Well I immediately come back as a zombie and begin to tear at your limbs
- Well I pull out holy water and sprinkle it on you so that you begin to burn and you fall over and then I drive a stake through you
- Well as soon as I die again, I respawn as a ghost and lunge at you and start to eat your soul...
etc, etc, etc...
If they hadnt left within 15 minutes I would have gotten up screaming something along the lines of "you are the biggest fucking nerds I have ever had to listen to and you are going to live a long, lonely, miserable life probably spent crying in a dark corner of your parents basement." I refrained.
Needless to say, I'm tired and ready to go home... too bad I have one more class left... it can't get too much worse, can it?