School's Back
So, school's been in session for a week now and I'm still in that giddy, what's-the-next-assignment, excited mode!!!! BUT I'm sure that feeling will wear off after I fail a couple more of those evil history quizzes (stop trippin' Ms. C, JUST STOP, PLEASE). Its been so long since I've even thought about posting here...actually this would be my first official post, and I hope it can get the ball rolling cuz DAMN! it definetly hasn't been used as intended. Well, I don't know if I really have anything to say...I usually verbalize most of my feelings, cause' I have virtually no patience when it comes to writing things down--I don't even write in my so-called "diary" but once every two months. Anyways, I'm listening to this song by the Dandy Warhols called "We used to be friends" and now that I think of it, that title describes a LOT of friendships over the last 3 years. "Beh Eeeh," as my new spanish teacher refers to the program (I was like huh?, and then ahhh..), has really split people up. Like the way that ignorant penguin, C, just brushed K off when she asked if they could be friends again. GOD I hate people who are like that. I'm the kinda person that will always keep in touch--granted you must be within a 20 mile radius, or I'm likely to forget that you exist--but still...I would never abandon one set of friends for another. Yes, I know that occasionally people grow apart, but to act like you're too good for someone is totally intolerable. Besides C isn't all that and a bag of chips. More like just the bag of chips if you'd seen a picture of her 4 years ago--if you know what I mean--hehe... I will be so happy when I move outta here, leave for college, and never have to see these god-forsaken, too-good-to-hang-out-with-you're-dark-ass-even-though-I'm-tryin'- to-get-a-tan-to-look-like-you people EVER AGAIN. Wow, that took a lot of energy to type. When they get older, and out into the real world, I hope...hmm...this could get good here because there's a lot of options with a phrase like "I hope"...I hope that: K figures out his hair is simply too perfect for him to be straight, E figures out that he is NOT a dead poor jamaican (god bless his hea--, I mean hair), A stops talking like she has hamburger helper in her mouth and grows a couple more inches...not too much, but just enough so that she can say hi to that giant in the clouds for me, Co. turns his oreo inside out so we can finally see what's been on the inside for so long, S and Sa. stand up straight and finally get their lips off Ms. M's ass, and D goes back to whatever badger/rodent hole she crawled out of. Seriously, thought, its not like I don't like these people, its just that I absolutely can't stand them, and I hate having to be around their arrogant, self-absorbed atmosphere for one moment longer. I just hope its not contagious. On the brighter side of things, something along those "I hope" lines I was spouting just earlier, actually DID happen today...to that girl T, who isn't in the program, but that's not to say she isn't part of their pack, cuz she definetly is. So, the way she tells it, (she being the operative word here) she was sitting on an already creaky, broke down chair, when someone came and sat on her lap, causing the whole contraption to fall apart on her ass...literally. Now, T claims that it wasn't her...that the chair was already rickety...but c'mon, you can't help but laugh; cuz that girl looks like lil' miss piggy come to life--and for her to BREAK A CHAIR............................DAMN I just re-pictured that in my head and started laughing...AGAIN. Ohhh...and that's not even the best part...well, actually it is, but this fact is more like the cherry on top of a perfect sundae heeeeheeeeheeee...As I was saying---after the chair had a seizure under her weight, and did its whole collapsing thing, the aftershock apparently caused such a ruckus in the lunch room that people thought a fight had broken out, and everybody was doin' that OOOOOOOHHHH thing they do when two dudes randomly start wailin' on each other. In fact, the noise was so loud, my brother even came home today, askin' me 'was I in A lunch,' and 'did I see the fight'...AND HE WASN'T EVEN THERE!!! Damn....Damn.....I---Wow...well...Damn. That's all I got to say!