Wednesday, October 17, 2007

   fhtdr
I get to use the devil face. I'm just bored and it's going to get worse. I'm going to talk about my hatred of poetry. We just started poetry and I sat there and became aware that the walls were made of cement blocks. Bad to the Bone just finished playing so I'm slightly distracted. That song reminds me strongly of Luke, Nevada, and Hunter as thirteenfourteen year olds, ecspecially Nevada. Okay, sorry, I'm talking about poetry and how much I hate it. Like, I seriously hate poetry. Nothing will make me like it. I don't care if I know everything in the world about poetry, I hate it. I don't know anything about poetry except that I don't want to know about it. For me, it's one of those useless things I'll never need in life. Like the smiling heart face on here, I'll never use it. Or the angel face, it's useless. Or that one that's blue and I'm not sure what it's doing. It creeps me out. Yeah, but anyway, nothing says bash me unconcious like poetry.

Hey Bobby, can you hear the pain in this post too? I'm getting mad at this stupid thing. It says to call Unsaid Works right on it. I'm not calling since you guys have church and I've got school. I'm going to be muttering swear words under my breath in Algebra. Nothing like math to get the vulgar side of my vocabulary active. Good thing I sit in the back near the door. This is my only class were I managed to hold onto my door seat statues. I've been pushed into the middle for English and Astronomy. Well, technically the back for English since the middle is were the door is. Hey, Damn Yankees, haven't heard them in a few days. Sorry, I always have the music on. I always had classical on last semester but I took a class on music and now I won't listen to it anymore. It was doing weird things to my cat anyway. She was always in this weird daze. Rock is good for all. Right, seating. In Biology i've got a straight shot to the door but no one sits near the door. It's a lab.

Always have a way out. This was a trick I picked up during the hockey season years ago before I ever played. I didn't have girls my age to talk to and the guys got kind of creepy once they hit a certain age, so this left me with all the parents. I don't have my whole future mapped out. Heck, I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow. I take it day by day, it's much more exciting. But you know the parent type, they want to talk about your future. Yeah, so I always had to have a way out. Business parties, hockey parties, weddings, classes, baby showers, these things just aren't fun. It's easier if you can drive and have an accomplice. I forgot my codes and messed up the last time. I'm so accustume to lying that I still got out without anyone knowing. My parents, my own parents who kind of raised me, they had no idea I was just trying to get out of their stupid party. My lie was a mauled chicken, my friends were laughing, you could hear them, and they still believed me. I'd be going down if I didn't have a home free ticket. I raised orphanned and abandonned sick and dying kittens for the humane society. Yep, I got like an infinate amount of good points. To make it better, I don't like cats all that much. I like dogs. Dogs rock, like Van Halen. I'm not telling everyone to go out and start lying. Moderation. Whoa, I almost said something vain. Saved myself.

I still got a bit before Algebra. The stupid arm can't get worse taped up so I'll continue. We did a lot on Unsaid Works' Epic. If we hit a few more burst it'll be aired in five insted of six years. Actually, I'm bored so I think I'm going to just pack up all my stuff and leave this place. I've been here for a year and I'm not feeling it. I think I am stuck here until December. Well, you'll end up seeing some of the really angry stuff then. Let the never ending battle continue.

Oh, we get to dress up in our costume on Halloween at this school. I might do the hair, maybe the make-up, but no way am I wearing a dress during the day. I'm heavily scarred. I come from warriors, we're proud of our scars, even the ones done out of stupidity. This is kind of midevil and I don't think people will get it. I've got some nasty ones from draining venom on my legs. Love my ammunity. I got to stop or I won't be able to hold a pencil in Algebra.

Oh yeah, I smashed a fly. I kind of spaced a little and started smashing it loudly in class. I didn't get to sleep so I blame that...although we are learning poetry. It was my highlight. I hate flies.

SGAH
FYWR
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