JULY 7 2004?!? What the fuck??
Holy shit, on July 7th 2004 I was probably masturbating to Tiffany Teen before I went and played Final Fantasy 7 for the 6th time...before masturbating to Tiffany Teen again. I didn't realize that I would NEVER be allowed to waste that much time again.
Actually, this year is 100 times better than last year, because this year I can get away with not doing anything for my classes.
The fucking idiots who helped me schedule my classes at my AOP (which was the most boring 36 hours of my life) signed me up for BIOLOGY, HONORS PHYSICS, CHEMISTRY, and CALCULUS II all in ONE SEMESTER. If I could find that kid right now, I would kick him in the nuts. It was so ridiculous trying to balance 3 different Lon-Capa courses and fucking calculus bookwork.
That fucking kid ruined my freshman GPA, which is now about a solid 2.3 or so. And no, it's not my fault, because I should never be expected to do work of any kind. Ever.
Shit is so much different now, I don't think I could get away with complaining about everybody like I did before (like the entry about the girl in my 5th hour....wow). Somebody would get mad, then their boyfriend would get mad, then all his big dumb jock friends would get mad, and they would all attempt to fight me...that is until I would roundhouse kick everyone of them in the forehead.
I just thought I'd get back to the Livejournal thing as an alternative to punching the ceiling of my car or kicking shit.
You can rest assured that I still probably hate nearly everyone I see. I'm just less verbal about it. Maybe I can turn it back around...back to the good 'ol days.
Here's a start: Fuck off.
Actually, this year is 100 times better than last year, because this year I can get away with not doing anything for my classes.
The fucking idiots who helped me schedule my classes at my AOP (which was the most boring 36 hours of my life) signed me up for BIOLOGY, HONORS PHYSICS, CHEMISTRY, and CALCULUS II all in ONE SEMESTER. If I could find that kid right now, I would kick him in the nuts. It was so ridiculous trying to balance 3 different Lon-Capa courses and fucking calculus bookwork.
That fucking kid ruined my freshman GPA, which is now about a solid 2.3 or so. And no, it's not my fault, because I should never be expected to do work of any kind. Ever.
Shit is so much different now, I don't think I could get away with complaining about everybody like I did before (like the entry about the girl in my 5th hour....wow). Somebody would get mad, then their boyfriend would get mad, then all his big dumb jock friends would get mad, and they would all attempt to fight me...that is until I would roundhouse kick everyone of them in the forehead.
I just thought I'd get back to the Livejournal thing as an alternative to punching the ceiling of my car or kicking shit.
You can rest assured that I still probably hate nearly everyone I see. I'm just less verbal about it. Maybe I can turn it back around...back to the good 'ol days.
Here's a start: Fuck off.