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alright, my sister is starting to seriously piss me off. seriously. i mean, i know that siblings are like this and shit but still... this is god awful, you know? i mean don't pretend to be my friend and then come back and drop me on my ass. Not cool man, not cool. i am so tired... one more week man... one more week.... well, one and a half but whatever.... i get to go to disneyland :D
i'm falling asleep and it's like nine thirty, i fucking swear i'm dieing or diseased or something...i can't sleep, but i'll feel tired... and then i'll lay down, and i'll feel like i'm falling asleep only for like five hours. so i get up and i play my bass or violin or doodle or do assorted work or something.(i should really clean my room, its terrible).
my sister also got red leather pants. like the old Brittany spears. and she comes up to me, turns around so you can see her ass and says, "don't i look so fucking cool, i'm so skinny now you fat fuck."... alright, there's a fucking two pound difference between us and i'm taller. i might not be the skinniest person, but i'm not like fat. AND SHE KEEPS ON BANGING ALL THIS SHIT INTO HER WALL SHE NEEDS TO FUCKING STOP IT. and i ask her what she's doing and guess what? SHE'S JUST HITTING STUFF WITH A HAMMER. just cause she's bored.
That said my teacher officially hates me(I AM SO FUCKING YOUNG COMPARED TO YOU WHOLE LOT(<--person, heh) got me all scared.) she asked me how my group was going to do our presentation and i told her that we were going to end up doing just a normal verbal report(my school is scheduled to be killed in like a week and a half so i can say whatever the fuck i want. which means new school-which means i'm going to have to make new friends... i suck at making new friends. i'm the bastard child of society i fucking swear it.)and she got sorta mad. sorta. she then said to just give it my best and i said, "well, ya know how i don't do the whole homework thing? i don't do the whole 'creative presentation' thing either."
and then i forgot her name.
whatever, she's been gone for like the whole year giving birth to her third kid in the last four years. we were stuck for like 7 months with this old guy who wouldn't shut up about how damn smart he was when he was a kid and all these perverted references to teaching. ya know, your typical old teacher. so that was a huge ass rant. heh, i'm sorry. well, stay feeling good everyone or feel better.
i'm falling asleep and it's like nine thirty, i fucking swear i'm dieing or diseased or something...i can't sleep, but i'll feel tired... and then i'll lay down, and i'll feel like i'm falling asleep only for like five hours. so i get up and i play my bass or violin or doodle or do assorted work or something.(i should really clean my room, its terrible).
my sister also got red leather pants. like the old Brittany spears. and she comes up to me, turns around so you can see her ass and says, "don't i look so fucking cool, i'm so skinny now you fat fuck."... alright, there's a fucking two pound difference between us and i'm taller. i might not be the skinniest person, but i'm not like fat. AND SHE KEEPS ON BANGING ALL THIS SHIT INTO HER WALL SHE NEEDS TO FUCKING STOP IT. and i ask her what she's doing and guess what? SHE'S JUST HITTING STUFF WITH A HAMMER. just cause she's bored.
That said my teacher officially hates me(I AM SO FUCKING YOUNG COMPARED TO YOU WHOLE LOT(<--person, heh) got me all scared.) she asked me how my group was going to do our presentation and i told her that we were going to end up doing just a normal verbal report(my school is scheduled to be killed in like a week and a half so i can say whatever the fuck i want. which means new school-which means i'm going to have to make new friends... i suck at making new friends. i'm the bastard child of society i fucking swear it.)and she got sorta mad. sorta. she then said to just give it my best and i said, "well, ya know how i don't do the whole homework thing? i don't do the whole 'creative presentation' thing either."
and then i forgot her name.
whatever, she's been gone for like the whole year giving birth to her third kid in the last four years. we were stuck for like 7 months with this old guy who wouldn't shut up about how damn smart he was when he was a kid and all these perverted references to teaching. ya know, your typical old teacher. so that was a huge ass rant. heh, i'm sorry. well, stay feeling good everyone or feel better.