Anyway, back to the topic at hand. The halls are becoming hell on earth. Trying to get from point A to point B is becoming harder everyday, and I think I have a solution. Instead of lunch ('Cause fat assholes don't deserve to eat), all the people that can't walk in the halls the right way should go to a special training class. The class would teach them the basic three rules for walking in the halls, and that way, the next time "Chandra" enters the hallways, she won't cause me to be late to class.
Seriously, I've been late to class at least five times because of these shit-cocks. If they aren't walking on the wrong side or walking in the wrong way, they just completely stop. WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!? I hate you! I'll just be walking along, carrying a shit-load of books, and all of a sudden, Shit Boy Rick, stops in front of me and causes me to stop. Well, FUCK YOU. There is no reason to stop in the hallway. NONE AT ALL. I don't care if you wanna talk to your "friends", your "girl friend", or your "boy friend", don't fucking stop when there are people behind you, you fucking inconsiderate douche.
I was walking today to get to second period, and this preppy Abercrombie bitch just stops to talk to three of her lesbian, Hollister friends, while on the steps. How 'bout this? You keep walking, and TALK WHILE YOU'RE WALKING! Wow, that's hard. And when I say,"walk", I don't mean "stroll along leisurely while increasingly getting slower." I mean, WALK. It's not so fucking difficult to understand. Yet again, if you're stupid enough to shop at Hollister or Abercrombie, I can see where you would have problems understanding the basic mechanics of walking and talking at the same time. Next time you're walking in front of me on the steps, and you choose to stop, guess who's getting thrown down the steps genitals-first? You are, bitch.