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Halloween 2004

   Happy Halloween to all the dentists.  I should become a dentist so I can get a shitload of money after every Halloween.  Man, I would be fucking rich.

October 29, 2004

   This week went by pretty fast.  I have just returned from a successful interception of the mail.  My quarter 1 grades are as follows:

   Chemistry - A

   AP Language/Composition - A

   Japanese 2 - A

   IMP3 - A

   AP U.S. History - A

   Student Service - A

   Wow.  I have straight A's motherfuckers.  I'm so intelligent.

   Today was pretty damn awesome.  We had a chemistry test, which, I didn't need to study for.  Why?  The fucking substitute gave everyone a reference packet with all the answers (Elements, Atomic Numbers, you name it)!  I probably missed a couple of answers, but hey, I don't give a shit.  I got a reference packet.

   So, my English class received doughnuts for an outstanding quantity of spirit.  Guess what?  I had actually dressed up during last week.  For Monday, I dressed as...myself.  Tuesday, I dressed as...myself (and Hon gave me a band-aid to wear).  Wednesday, I dressed as...myself, and coincidentally, Michael wore his Superman shirt, which thus made us "twins."  Thursday, I dressed as...myself, and had my nails colored black.  Friday, I dressed as...myself.  Fuck the Junior class shirts, fuck pink shirts, and fuck the theme of Candyland.  Score, motherfuckers.

   In Japanese, I described a picture, in Japanese.  Easy shit indeed.  I gave Wang two Tiger's Claws on his arm because throwing crumpled papers at my face is not cool, and the punishment is...a Tiger's Claw.

   I dominate IMP3.  Last year, I was clearly a dominance in IMP2, yet I was lazy, didn't study, and hated that class.  If I won 3 debates in that class, it means something.  This year, not only can I win a debate (which we have not had yet), but I have a kickass grade.  Thus, I rule at math.  Maybe I should become a math major...

   AP U.S. History was awesome.  We had a short discussion on Washington Irving's Sleepy Hollow.  Sleepy Hollow, if I remembered correctly, is a fucking awesome story.  It is also an awesome movie.  Where else will Christopher Walken decapitate people with his trusty battle axe?  Not in Batman Returns nor in Wayne's World 2.  Christopher Walken is awesome.  So, in History, we're talking about Henry Clay's American System, which I know about, because I actually read the textbook.  We also talked about John Marshall and several cases, which I also know about, because I read the textbook.

   Being a T.A.....is awesome.  Wang asked me to raise his grade.  Haha.  I'm charging 2 bucks a point, bitch.  So, if Wang wants an A, and wants me to raise it, I'll have enough money to buy a Pearl set.  Pearl is "the best reason to play drums."  Anyway, yeah, I can't believe how fucking stupid freshmen can be.  They were complaining about how they have "so much" homework.  They make me sick.  I won't complain about them, since there is too much to list.

   Man, I didn't know that we had "Fuse" on DirecTV.  That's so fucking awesome.  And now, I shall go watch "Uranium" because Slipknot is playing live tonight.  Fuck yeah.

October 22, 2004

   This week has been pretty damn fucking awesome.  My last chemistry test was easy as 1 2 3...4 5 and I'm sure I did pretty damn well on my chemistry journal.  In English, we had no homework, which is awesome.  Since we left Delta due to the cancellation of Lysistrara, I get free admittance to tomorrow's showing.  Japanese is still awesome.  In IMP3, we've changed seats (not "bagging" on my previous group members, I just prefer to sit by the people I currently sit with) and the last test we took was also easy as 1 2 3...4.  U.S. History is currently not awesome because I have homework to do this weekend.  Ms. White's class (in which I am the TA) is awesome because I haven't done a whole lot this week.  What I've done in Ms. White's class for this week includes: copy papers, write up stuff on her English 9 and English 10 calendars, and play Phoenix on my calculator. 

   This week was Spirit Week.  Monday was Card Day, which I did not dress up for.  Tuesday was Operation Day, so Philip Hon decided to give me a bandage to put on, which is an affirmation of my "school spirit."  Wednesday was Double-Dutch Day, so Michael and I wore Superman shirts.  Yesterday was Pretty, Pretty Princess Day, so I decided to paint my nails.  Black, of course.  I could have done black lipstick and black eyeliner, but I had none.  Yes, this week has been fairly awesome.  Except for today...

   Today sucked so much ass.  It is supposed to be the most fun day of Spirit Week, but it wasn't this year.  So, Kitto and I got to school.  I walked toward my English class, yet the teacher was not there.  So, I caught up with Matt and Michael, and we hung out near the booths.  Eventually, I went back to English.  So, I'm there until the time the 2nd assembly starts.  In English, I sat around and listened to a CD whilst some classmates of mine made a poster for the football game.  Michael never made his poster with his awesome slogan.  Oh well.

   The assembly was so fucking stupid.  The only cool part was the cheerleader dance because I was in the front row.  Black people music and stupid school spirit galore.  Please, cut the school spirit bullshit.  There was no fucking point to today's assembly.  All the class "air guitar" skits sucked so much ass.  None of the Homecoming Queen candidates were Goth, so I voted for no one I would care for.  And, I fucking hated the national anthem.  I fucking swear, when a nigger chick sings the national anthem, it is fucking annoying.  She was so fucking loud, she did not need the fucking microphone.  It's all affirmation of the fact that niggers dominate.  Sports, singing, whatever.  Fucking niggers.  So many people wanted to be killed today.  If I had a knife, I would slit so many throats.  School spirit brought me to the point where I want to kill people.  And why not?  A few hundred assholes killed would make one hell of a difference at school.  Think about it: rap music would not be played at school, there would be no more football, and there would be no more shitty assemblies.  Oh yeah, and I would kill X-Games jocks.  If you know I'm right, e-mail me a "Hell yeah!" 

   The carnival was dumb.  The Battle of the Bands was pretty awesome, the only thing that sucked about it was: I was not in it.  If I can get a job and buy some more stuff to add to my drum set, I'll join in next year.  I spent most of the beginning of the carnival in isolation.  Jordan caught up with me about a 1/2 hour later.  I spent nearly 1.5 hours looking for Frances, and when I finally do, she was going to leave.  Oh well.  I called Kitto on my phone and told him I was going to leave.  Jordan came along as well.  We went to Carl's Jr. which is one of the best fast food restaurants, unlike McDonald's.  Indeed, McDonald's is shitty.  Filling, yes, but it's not great tasting.  Anyways, we walked there, and Jordan almost got hit by a bigass truck.  Some people "hollered" at me.  I didn't know who they were, and I didn't care, so I gave them the finger.  At Carl's Jr. I bought a western bacon six dollar burger.  It was awesome, indeed.  To my surprise, Jordan doesn't live far from my house, so we walked home.  That was cool.  The only part of today that was cool was walking hella far with Jordan.

   So many people asked me if I was going to the Homecoming game.  My answer is very simple, and consists of two words: Fuck no.  Football games are fucking stupid.  I hate football jocks, and I hate dumbass cheerleaders.  I've been to one fucking football game, and it was the shits.  I will play a sport, but not with dumbasses.  I hate people who claim to posses tremendous amounts of skill and are all up in your face yelling ,"Yeah.  What now?" after one sack/completion/goal/home run/touchdown/interception (you get the point).  If I had a shotgun, I'd bust it out and reply, "This is what now...motherfucker" and blast the shit out of them.  The next dude who says that to me during any game will get a swift kick in the groin (this includes sports, board games, online multiplayer, etc.).  I hate people.  Oh, if I find the time, I'll be busting out with two, not one, but two Articles this weekend. 

   Points of interest:

   My nails are black, and I'm wearing 30 black bracelets.

   I got a whole lot of exercise today.  Walking is awesome.

   I'm getting a double-bass pedal.

   My Halloween mask is near completion.  It looks so awesome.

   I took a shit.  And wiped my ass.

   I washed my hands.  After taking a shit and wiping my ass, of course.

   Geremie asked me if I was going to the football game tonight.  I'll be kicking his face on Monday.

October 19, 2004

   "School" was so awesome today.  I went to Chemistry, and after a few minutes there was a power failure, so I sat there.  After that, I did some classwork.  Then, I went to English.  English was awesome because we didn't do anything.  After 1st, we went to the parking lot.  (If you didn't know, we had a field trip)  So, the buses came, and I got on.  The bus was all nasty and hella musty.  No biggie.  So, we get to Delta College to see Lysistrata.  The play was so fucking awesome.  Unfortunately, all power on the campus failed, so we had to leave.  So, we waited for the buses to get back.  After that, we left for Lincoln.  Some friends and I took the rest of the day off (since our teachers signed the slip that excuses us form class).  So we got into the car and left Lincoln's campus.  We got Chinese food and Starbucks.  It was so awesome.  Then, I was dropped off at my house hella early.

   It's raining.  Rain is awesome.

October 16, 2004

   I saw Team America.  It was one of the funniest fucking movies I've seen since Anchorman.

October 12, 2004

   I don't have a whole lot of homework to do today, so I decided to update.  Since last week, Kitto and I have begun to ride our bikes to school.  My parents can no longer take us home from school (unless it's Wednesday). Biking is good exercise, and it wakes us up in time for 0 period, which is a great convenience. 

   It's almost the end of the quarter, and I have 2 D's and 1 F.  I don't really care.  I have the 2nd quarter to recover.

   Today was fairly cool.  So, I got to school and headed to get some chocolate milk and some beef jerky, because chocolate milk is awesome and beef jerky is awesome.  A lot of sophomores were going to Point Break today, which was a convenience.  In chemistry, we're learning about atoms, which I understand completely.  Atoms, atomic particles, and shit like that is hella easy.  I'll probably do good on the test.  My English class is still hella boring.  We took another tone word quiz.  I forgot the definition of bombastic, so I wrote "writing that explodes in the reader's face."  Stupid, yes.  FUNNY, FUNNY, yes.  After English, I walked over to Sierra for "Windows on Your Future."

   The assembly wasn't so bad.  I just sat and talked to Kitto.  The guy made interesting points, and contradicted himself, but overall it was cool.  After that, I walked to Japanese2.  There, I continued to sock up Sean Wang.  It was fun.  IMP3 is by far my favorite class.  Mr. Byerly is such an awesome teacher.  His constant lecturing is not boring, nor is it annoying.  At all.  What is annoying about IMP3 is that I sit fairly close to these two chicks who just won't shut the fuck up and do their fucking work.  Instead, they laugh and talk and talk and laugh and it pisses me off.  If it were up to me, I'd launch them towards the sun.  Or maybe make them do grunt work, like mining coal.

   Lately, I've been buying soup for lunch, even though the days are hot.  Why?  First, I was sick so I ate soup (every meal).  Second, it's cheap.  Why should I pay $3.25 for a hamburger and a Gatorade?  Gatorade and Hamburgers are good stuff, yes, but that's too fucking much.  School lunch prices have gone to the point where I'm considering buying food off of McDonalds Dollar Menu.  How shitty.  This morning, I paid 40 cents for some chocolate milk and 75 cents for some dinky beef jerky.  I should start a rebellion.

   I'm having some fun in AP U.S. History.  I'm starting to understand the shit Mr. Gillig is teaching.  My favorite part of AP U.S. History is the beginning of class, where he asks the class a certain question.  It's usually the only time I participate.  Being a T.A. is becoming more awesome.  I've become more familiar with the dumbass freshmen.  Yes, some are seriously fucking stupid.  Since I can read all progress reports, I have evidence to support my thesis.  After 5th, I go to the library to study and do homework (I know I probably mentioned this).

October 11, 2004

   Not much to say.  I've changed the background music to a sound of a guy from The Boondock Saints yelling FUNNY!!!  FUNNY!!!  The Boondock Saints = awesome.

October 5, 2004

   I fucking hate people.  I'll be writing about how much I hate people later eventually, and I'll post it.

   Rodney Dangerfield passed away earlier today.  That sucks.  Rodney Dangerfield was awesome.

October 3, 2004

   The Slipknot song "Spit it Out" is no longer the background music for my site.  It was awesome while it lasted, but I must conserve space. 

   October is an awesome month.  Halloween is "just around the corner" and that is great.  I bought a Joey mask that I will be painting designs onto later this month.  That's awesome.  I might buy a Mick mask as well.  Either way, I have my costume.  Handing out candy and scaring children is fucking fun.

   My parents got into a fight again today.  They did last weekend, too.  I don't get what the fuck their problem is.  Last weekend, I was sent to my dad's house for not being "part of the family" because I didn't clean my room.  Last weekend was awesome at my dad's house.  I played video games for so long; it was great.  My stepdad threatened us (me, my mom, and siblings) with leaving forever.  What-fucking-ever.  They always do this shit, and we're all "happy" and together and shit a few days later.  He told me that I should be happy, because now I can wear all the makeup I want (he finds the fact that I wear eyeliner to be offensive).  He told my dad, who just said "What the hell."  Today, my stepdad got pissed off at my mom and shit.  He came downstairs and was yelling a bunch of shit at me.  I replied with the somewhat sarcastic OK that I usually replied with, and he got even more pissed.  He told me not to talk back to him, and when he wanted to know if I understood, guess what?  I didn't say shit.  Why?  He told me not to by not talking back.  So whatever.  He then turned off my XBOX and changed it to his sports shit.  I swear, my parents can be serious fucking idiots.  I don't like them, yet they are still cool.  It's like what Mr. Gillig (my history teacher) says about parents, "You love them, but you don't have to like them" or some shit like that. 

   So, Kamyar spent the weekend here.  He screwed up my Season on Raw2 by turning my allies against me and making me lose my tag titles.  My response? Operation: I'm-Going-To-Kick-Your-Ass.  I'll fix my season later.  We played a new awesome game: Star Wars Battlegrounds.  I'm seriously going to buy that game because war games are  awesome, and Star Wars is awesome, and when they combine, they equal awesome.  Yes, just video games all weekend.  I also got a pirated copy of Star Wars: Galactic Battlegrounds, so that is awesome as well.  Star Wars: Galactic Battlegrounds, for those who don't know, is just Star Wars gone Age of Empires.  Awesome.  Kitto came over, as well.  His Kuddos character is on my Raw2 roster, and he is determined to win a tag team title.  Wrestling is an integral part of my life.  I don't care if it's real or fake, wrestling is awesome.

   Random Thoughts:

   Sundays suck.  I don't care if it's part of the fucking weekend, because the next day is a day to work/learn shit at school/whatever.  Three days weekends would be so much better.  Something like Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.  Every week. 

   One day, my parents told me I'm a fag for dressing the way I do (small shirt, rolled up Dickies, Chuck's, eyeliner).  I don't wear that at school, but I will eventually.  I don't care what the fuck people think; I know my sexual orientation.

   Oswald is an awesome show.

   I must buy "Good Burger" and "X-Men 2"

   There are some hella awesome commercials on TV.  The new Gamecube commercials are awesome because the background music is White Zombie.  The Simon Dean commercial is awesome because he hella criticizes fat people.  An example of this is, "Chances are...you're fat and you're probably hanging around with people fatter than you just so you can feel comfortable...but you're not comfortable, are you?"

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