DEAR DIARY, TODAY I WOKE UP AT EXACTLY 7:41 AM.
I HAD A BOWL OF CAPTAIN CRUNCH AND THEN WENT ON THE COMPUTER.
CAPTAIN CRUNCH IS MY FAVOURITEST CEREAL.
AFTER GOING ON THE COMPUTER I GOT READY FOR SCHOOL.
I HATE SCHOOL A LOT.
AFTER GETTING TO SCHOOL, I WAS LATE AND HAD TO GO GET A LATE SLIP AT THE OFFICE.
THOSE DUMB BITCHES DID NOT EXCUSE ME FROM DETENTION.
GETTING A 10 MINUTE DETENTION IS REALLY GAY FOR ONLY BEING 6 MINUTES LATE.
WHAT DUMB ASSES.
ANYWAY DIARY, AFTER THAT I WENT TO CLASS, WE WERE DOING HANDWRITING.
BECAUSE APPARENTLY MOST GRADE 7'S ARE RETARDED AND DIDN'T LEARN IT IN GRADE 3 LIKE I DID.
A WHILE AFTER MY TEACHER BITCHED AT ME LIKE USUAL, THEN I WENT TO MY MATH CLASS.
WE WERE DOING FRACTIONS OR SOME s**t.
I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION, SORRY DIARY.
AFTER MY BORING MATH CLASS IT WAS BREAK, SO I WENT AND GOT SOME CHIPS, AND DIDN'T GO AND SERVE MY DETENTION.
EVEN THOUGH THEY CALLED ME DOWN TO THE OFFICE LIKE TWICE, BUT SCREW THAT, DIARY.
WHEN BREAK WAS OVER I HAD ENGLISH.
I WENT AND GOT MY ENGLISH BOOKS, BUT ACTUALLY WE DIDN'T NEED THEM.
SOMEONE COULD'VE ******** TOLD ME.
THEN WE DID SOME STUFF, BLAH BLAH BLAH...
SO THEN IT WAS LUNCH.
ME AND MY FRIEND RACHEL WENT AND GOT SOME FOODZ.
THEN THEY STARTED CALLING ME DOWN TO THE OFFICE AGAIN.
I WENT TO MAKE THEM SHUT THE HELL UP.
TURNS OUT IF YOU MISS ONE 10 MINUTE DETENTION, THEY DOUBLE IT.
SO I WENT AND SERVED MY 20 MINUTE DETENTION.
IT WAS REALLY BORING, AND THERE WAS THIS REALLY TALL GUY THERE.
I THINK HE WAS IN GRADE 9, BUT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IN LIKE GRADE 11 OR SOMETHING.
HE WAS HUUUGE.
I MENTALLY SAID GOOD BYE TO THE TALL GUY AND WENT TO MAH CLASS.
WE READ FOR A BIT THEN IT WAS P.E.
I DON'T LIKE P.E.
I WASN'T BUILT TO RUN, DIARY.
AFTER THAT IT WAS BREAK, AND CLOSE TO THE END OF THE DAY.
SO I WENT TO MY LAST CLASS, WHICH IS MUSIC.
MUSIC KINDA SUCKS a**.
I THOUGHT IT'D BE COOLER.
ANYWAY, ME AND SOME GIRL DIANNE WERE PARTNERS IN THIS PROJECT THING.
SHE DID MOST OF THE WORK
BEHIND US WERE THESE TWO BUMSICLES, SHAUNA AND PAYDON. (I DON'T KNOW IF THAT'S ACTUALLY HOW YOU SPELL HIS NAME, DIARY)
THEY WERE TALKING AND BEING DUMB.
SO SHAUNA TOLD PAYDON THAT I NEVER TALK, SO PAYDON TURNED AROUND AND ASKED ME WHAT MY NAME WAS
I ASKED HIM WHY HE NEEDED TO KNOW
THEN HE WAS LIKE "SEE, SHE DOES TALK"
AND SHAUNA WAS LIKE "ONE WORD ISN'T TALKING"
AFTER THAT I WAS MENTALLY STABBING HER TO DEATH.
SO THE REST OF THE CLASS CARRIED ON AND YEAH.
THEN SCHOOL WAS OVER AND I WENT HOME AND CAME BACK ON THE COMPUTER.
BYE DIARY.
 SOME FAT AZN HOE · Fri Nov 14, 2008 @ 03:32am · 1 Comments |
