| My Diary...Or Sort Of |
| August 28, 2004 11:05 p.m. Well school's starting monday and I decided it might be an okay idea to create a diary of my otherworldly adventures in high school. Or...sort of. They're maybe not so otherworldly, but it's okay, I'm sure they'll be entertaining, and if not I'll make something up. As of now there's not much to say except I really don't want to go to school. I mean, I'm sure it'll be okay. Especially on the first day since a ton of my friends will be high, but I'm still kind of...hesitant. Why can't I just take the year off and go to 10th grade NEXT year...? It's a good idea. It is. Unfortunately I told my mom my master plan and she said no...I guess it's illegal or something. Who knows.... 11:11 Okay I know this is totally corny but I'm wishing that time will repeat itself and go back to....June maybe and keep repeating so that I or anyone else will never have to go to school again!...Maybe It'll happen if I wish hard enough? 11:15 Maybe not.... August 29, 2004 2:37 p.m. I thought I'd just check in with you all and tell you that tomorrow is THE day that summer ends and school starts. Whether you've already started school or you are going to soon you understand my displeasure, right? Ya I thought so...unless you're crazy and you actually LIKE school. I mean..not that I don't, I just don't like the waking up part and the teacher part...and the...actual learning part. But it's okay if you do, I take back calling you crazy. If you can actually enjoy getting up in the morning and going to school only to have your brain pushed to the limit with new, badly explained information then i say all the power to you. Go for shit guys. I have a few good reasons to skip school tomorrow...#1. I ran out of laminating sheets before I got the chance to laminate my MOST important notebook...the one I will take to all of my classes and has no particular purpose but to supply me paper so I can write notes...or poems...or anything else I decide to do while the teacher is talking. #2. All of my clothes are dirty...I mean it's 2-something in the afternoon and I'm still in my pajamas...nice. #3. I have no clue whatsoever where ANY of my classes are, what my combination to my locker is, or even what floor my classes are on. #4. I only have a $20.00 bill and the vending machines don't take them. #5. I have to get up at 6:30 to be able to get to school on time, but...my alarm isn't working. And finally #6. I don't want to go. Now I mean, those are some important reasons why I should skip the first day of school. Right? 2:55 My mom said no. Damnit...now I have to do the laundry. August 30, 2004 6:20 p.m. Well guys I'm home from school and I'm way tired so I'm gonna make this short. The first day was kind of hectic but I'm proud to say that I found every one of my classes and I think I MIGHT be able to open my locker now...a fourth of the time. Our lockers are so ghetto, it's ridiculous, i was afraid to hang my backpack on the hook because one of the bolts that was supposed to be holding it up was out. That was a minor problem though. I'm surprised to say that I actually had about the tiniest bit of fun! I have some pretty funny teachers too. Starting with my guitar teacher, 3rd hour. He has The grossest feet known to man kind. And guess why I know that. Because he wears the ugliest sandals known to mankind. I'm serious, the entire period while he was talking about staffs, treble cleffs, and different notes all I could do was stare at his bony feet and watch them twitch everytime he said something! He's got the funniest name too! and I'm not even joking when I say this. His name is Mr. Burger. My next weird teacher was my 5th hour teacher Mr. Boyle. And he was weird, but it was a whole differen't type of wierdness than Mr. Burger. First of all, when I walked in I noticed there was nothing on the walls. absolutely nothing but a chalkboard and a schedule, not even a clock! Talk about a dumgeon. I mean he was okay but there were a couple of jokes on his chalkboard about shapes, like "The only angle from which to look at things is the 'Try-Angle.'" A little algebra humor or what? I wanted to tell him, "And YOU Mr. Boyle, are a SQUARE." but i refrained. I'm so proud. Well I'll tell you more about school and sheiza later, maybe even tomorrow, because my eyelids are drooping and I feel like a nap. Toodle Loo! September 1, 2004 8:55 p.m. Hey, I didn't exactly write anything yesterday but that's okay because I was catching up on some much needed sleep. Dude, yesterday and today something really strange happened. Mr. Boyle stood up. No this is really amazing because it was the first time I have actually seen him stand. Usually he just skoots around on his little wheely chair. Other than that nothing really exciting happened. I've learned how to open my locker. So that's exciting. Oh and this one time...something happened....and then another thing happened. And yea. That's my story for today, I'll try and have something more interesting for you tomorrow. Ciao everyone! Until next time, you know I love you. |
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