| Magic Carpet | ||||||||
| 01/26/05 | ||||||||
| Well I was just sitting around with nothing to do. My mind was wondering when I thought of something. I need a magic carpet. That would be boss; I would never need to walk anywhere, because walking fucking sucks. I could fly! I would no longer need to ride the god dammed bus! No more annoying fat asses talking about how there social worker heard there little sister say �You cock sucking bitch.� (I heard a fat hick talking about that on my bus.)
Well I was thinking all this up during Health class; which reminds me! Health class is a stupid bitch. I have never felt so strongly that my time was being wasted. They try and brain wash you about all this shit like, things are 10% what they are and 90% what you make them! My god, talk about a load of heaping shit. Today we were learning about self-esteem! The teacher asks the class what self-esteem is; the thing is kids never fucking answer unless they want attention or have a joke. (Stupid teachers never seem to grasp this fact.) Well what I was thinking was �Self-esteem is a bunch of bullshit.� Of course I didn�t say this because you�re not aloud to speak your mind at school. Fucking Nazi bastards. Anyways we were handed this worksheet and we had to pick if the things were examples of good or bad self-esteem. It was so fucking obvious I decided not to waste my time reading the answers; because if the teacher called on me and asked me to tell her one, all I had to do was read that one. The point is magic carpets pwnanate Health class, and they are 1337. |
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