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ack! ninth-tenth graders that regard themselves as hippies and are dirty make me not want to come back to clark.
by the way, i stumbled across morgan wood's myspace, and she's basically obsessed with her cats. now i understand where all of her and daniel wootan's cat noises come from. gross.
after my exam today, i went to go see sally, and it's really sad that she's leaving, but tight because she's got an incredible job.
man, i'm so excited for oh seven. it's gonna be great, because i'm a senior.
yesterday, i was downtown, and i passed a sign that said "free stress/personality tests", so, me being gullible, stopped and walked in. i did get a stress test (and it said i had incredible amounts of stress), but some weird guy kept trying to educate me on the benefits of dianetics, whatever the fuck that is. anyways, the meeting culminated in him trying to push and god damn twenty dollar paperback book on. so i told him i didn't have any money, and dipped.
i'm supposedly grounded, which is the lamest thing ever, but my parents are having a party (i know, it's amazing that they have a social life), and they kicked me out. whatever, i'm so glad, my grandma's getting so annoying. we were cleaning out the basement today, and i had just woken up from a nap, and she comes over out of nowhere and starts stroking my head and says "it'd be nice if you helped your father and actually be a good son". now i was thinking where the fuck does she get off saying stuff like that. furthermore, we were throwing out this old, broken desk and she comes up to us and says "i know that a poor kid would want that desk", like, as to make us feel bad about throwing it away. whatever, i'm over it.
i'm really tired, it's like, two in the morning, but i watching this great movie called "the squid and the whale" and it was worth the fatigue.
summer '07, here i come.
by the way, i stumbled across morgan wood's myspace, and she's basically obsessed with her cats. now i understand where all of her and daniel wootan's cat noises come from. gross.
after my exam today, i went to go see sally, and it's really sad that she's leaving, but tight because she's got an incredible job.
man, i'm so excited for oh seven. it's gonna be great, because i'm a senior.
yesterday, i was downtown, and i passed a sign that said "free stress/personality tests", so, me being gullible, stopped and walked in. i did get a stress test (and it said i had incredible amounts of stress), but some weird guy kept trying to educate me on the benefits of dianetics, whatever the fuck that is. anyways, the meeting culminated in him trying to push and god damn twenty dollar paperback book on. so i told him i didn't have any money, and dipped.
i'm supposedly grounded, which is the lamest thing ever, but my parents are having a party (i know, it's amazing that they have a social life), and they kicked me out. whatever, i'm so glad, my grandma's getting so annoying. we were cleaning out the basement today, and i had just woken up from a nap, and she comes over out of nowhere and starts stroking my head and says "it'd be nice if you helped your father and actually be a good son". now i was thinking where the fuck does she get off saying stuff like that. furthermore, we were throwing out this old, broken desk and she comes up to us and says "i know that a poor kid would want that desk", like, as to make us feel bad about throwing it away. whatever, i'm over it.
i'm really tired, it's like, two in the morning, but i watching this great movie called "the squid and the whale" and it was worth the fatigue.
summer '07, here i come.