Start: 7:03 PM CST
Hey guys. I'm sorry, but I don't really feel like posting nowadays. But I'm gonna try to get on as much as I can... I just hope I don't quit MyOtaku...
Well, so far, nothing good's been happening...
In the morning, I sat by Troy, Andrew, and Jack in the bleachers and they were yelling at each other as always... I'm still planning out the wings for the next anime convention, but I'm afraid that they'll be too heavy. Troy says they won't, but I'm gonna put a ton of feathers on them...and adding up, they're not so light anymore.
Oh yeah! My dad came home last night.
In Health, we did some laps, and while I was running, Andrew/Sai was talking to me, and he says I'm always optimistic. (Well, isn't that a good thing?) He says I should AT LEAST HATE SOMETHING. (Why would I? I mean, OF COURSE I HATE STUFF, who doesn't? But why should I always be angry, etc.?)
And he says you can't like day and night... OH MY GOSH. SO I CAN'T LIKE DAY AND NIGHT OR MORE THAN ONE COLOR?! HOW STUPID IS HE...? He's one of those guys who thinks pain and suffering is so "cool"... Enjoyable, and he can't wait for death. No, he's not goth/emo... He's more of a RETARD.
He calls me weird because I'm so optimistic... YEAH, I'M BEING CALLED WEIRD BY A GUY THAT RUNS AROUND THE SCHOOL SCREECHING LIKE A MONKEY BECAUSE A VIDEO GAME COMES OUT. (Ugh.)
I need to stay away from him, and if I catch him on my site, I'm gonna give him a nice ol' hug! XP (BELIEVE ME, I KNOW WHEN YOU'RE ON MY SITE...)
GRR. Anyways:
I think I'm gonna shut off my site... Well, maybe delete it. I dunno.
Well, in Health, we also had to check our vertical jump. I can't jump and touch the backboard... ^^;;
In Art, Melissa and I sat together and made our whistle pots. Devon kept going around saying how he couldn't believe that we put our mouths on the clay. -_-;; (The teacher said "Hundreds of kids have done it! DEAL WITH IT!")
In ELA, there was nothing to do, except take notes from the H.R. 4437... Oy.
In the bus today, there were a bunch of people throwing paper balls at each other, and when it stopped for a while, there was this ONE GUY THAT KEPT THROWING PAPER BALLS EXACTLY AT ME!!! (Three larges one. ^^;; Oh well. It doesn't matter. It's just paper.) But no one cared that I got hit with large ones... They went "OOH!" for a while and wondered who got hit. But they didn't know it was me. o_o;;
But basically, the whole floor was swamped with paper balls... (Charlie says the other bus driver will be pissed off... XP Oh yeah. We had a sub for our bus today.)
Well, nothing much. My parents were out of town at P.A., but they came back. Now there's nothing to do.
Bye.
End: 7:16 PM CST
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