watching: til death do us part
listening to: nothing the t.v.
mood: pissed off

carmen electra isn't ugly, but she shouldn't sing milkshake.

hm that "i'm just being honest" i needa know what thats from too. dawg. thats annoying me too- anyone have that answer tell me gosh that's annoying me lmaO*

soo. today was boring. yes we had school, no 2hr delay* wtf is up with that? i'll tell you wtf is up wit dat- haha idk. actually i don't okay. so just leave me alone and let me be. alright well today i get to school. me and brittany gave each other pants that we owe each other 'cause they're each others but not ours but we borrow them from each others

<- if you get that

yeah, but anyway. i go to first period, hella boring. tried to find a current topic, i found one that was absolutely dumb, but hell it's the points! yeah, but we were talking to mrs parker. me and mo [nick moses] and he had his history book with him, and he had it open and then i looked over and tried reading what it said in there and then mrs parker saw me looking at it and then he closed it really fast and then i was like ooh. and then mrs parker was like LEMME SEE THAT NICHOLAS! and then well.. he was like it's nothing!! and then.. she was like hand it over nick.. and wellllllllllll she read it and she was like oh my.. well it said inside "nick is a hott mutha fawker love courtney <- in a condom lmao" and then she was like nick your no mother fucker and what does she mean by in a condom? and we were just laughing and everything and mrs parker was taking this all seriously. it was dumb*

okay second period, wellll i'm bathroom monitor and what not with J. Banks* and we were down there and ricky yontz is a aide for weyer and well he was down there and i tried getting his attention for jessica cuz she wanted his sweatshirt, well the fuck had a cut-off shirt under that.. and he's like hold up jess i'll hook ya up [remember everyone: that Ricky and Jess had/has liked each other for over a year, then Jess kinda called it off] and then he comes back with his sweatshirt and then this dudes sweatshirt that i dont know, and then she was like i want your sweatshirt and he's like okay.. and he took it off so i turned my head 'cause ew i dont wanna look at ricky and his "nice" bod i just dont like him like that mmkay- well anywho he was like dude this sweatshirt smells you can have it and shes like NO I WANT YOURS!! and hes like ha whatever- and walked away so we let that dudes sweatshirt just sit there.. lmao

okay and in third period the period i can never remember what we do i have math. what did we do? something with him talking about calculators, i mean i pay attention in that class but i can never remember what we do in there i mean it's boring but i dont know how to explain it. mr tucker isn't much going off track anymore and if he does you never notice it =/

fourth period i have history. i go and ask mrs szymanski what we're doing today she's like we have a test i'm like what! and then after the tardy bell rings she's like okay everyone we're doing our bill of rights cheer! i'm like NOOOO I DON'T KNOW MINE! and well.. me and brittany ended up doing the same one and the easiest one, but we only got 8/10 because she said its because we didn't make an effort to try to learn the rest of the bill of rights i'm like i know 'em though!! and well we ended up having an open-book test so it was cool all the way up til she passed out the test i look over to get my purse to get out my pencil and then i see i dont have it next to me the first thing that runs through my mind is that Cory Osborne or Zac Strause took it and then i turn around and then stand up [they sit behind me] and i'm standing up just staring at them and then zacs like what? and i'm like give me my purse if you have it please and he's like i don't have it! and well then i go tell mrs szymanski about it and she was like whoever has heidis purse give it up and what not and stuff. well no one did. and well i didn't even have my history book so i ended up sneaking mrs szymanskis from her desk and using it for the test. so it's cool i knew like 1/3 of it off the top of my head* lmao-

5a: i have lunch this small period. and well i'm being the bitchiest thing in the world because i dont have my purse because everything was in there and i go and get some curly fries and ate them. i sat next by Brittany Rodisel and Jessica Bankieris, the usual. because we don't really apprehend to the "others" at the table. so we negociate between each other.

and then 5b/5c rolls around, i got reading. BORING?! yep. i'd have to say so. ayways. alot of the 8th graders have lunh then besides 3 classes, and well i wanted to find my damn purse and i was done with my work in reading and took both of my A.R. tests so i asked to go to the restroom. but what have not lurked any of thy ordinary human modaculing brain was that i was entering my math class to indeed search for The Purse. well. he signs my planner and i go down to the bathroom 'cause i really did gotta go pee. i went pee and then i was like hmm, lets just walk down these few steps and BOOM!!!! there i was, in the math classroom, with no advisory. it was a silent slar that was dusted along side of every cornor. i first took a glance at his desk and computer desk. as intended to find no trace of where The Purse could apprehendly be. so i looked around the desks and on the floor in a fast glance. as i was heading out i was still glancing around the room, my eyes were dancing from desk to desk. then suddenly, a glimpse of The Purse was caught to my eyes attention. AT LAST, behold The Purse has been found. just to be on the safe side i looked in the front pocket of The Purse to make sure it was mine. aaaaha! i have found the owner of The Purse. which, was me, of course. my ID card just laying undignifiantly in that pocket, untouched. whoever had had my purse was a son of a bitch and thought they were awesome that they had my purse with my ID card in it? plz*

and then i go back to class and act stupid. and then FINALLY to the reassuring luck of mine, sixth period bell had rang. so i take my hardmanship 10 steps to my next class. to where i find myself writing in brittanys notebook about our scottish friendship. well, might i say, it's not scottish. but anywho

i trot myself on to seventh period, science. eh, hicklin. my good friends Jess, Mary, and Jackie are in there so it's "straight" lmao* wigger language. i swear. anywho. we ended up having a test that day, which OBVIOUSLY allowence to use notes, which just tells us 'hell don't learn shit in this class your get to use notes' but unfortunately for me, my stupid head and brain don't quite get the same electronical waves or something and i knew most of the test off the top of my damn head.

so after that flushal of horrid tests that period i headed onto, sound effects plz: -DUN DUN DUN DUN- eight period the final and most illiteraring subject ever [health] and i finished my current topic in a nic of time. lol, 'cause i'm cooool like that nikka- and well we had a stupid paper to do and some stupid crap thats due monday. OBVIOUSLY im gunna do it monday. because i'm also very cool like that. oh that period we had a sub. mr howard. hm he's okay.

hm, that purse extraviganza [sp?] wasn't that exciting but DAMMMNNN i sure did make it exciting. well exciting enough. lmao- just go figure. a bunch of words that have exquisite of a more mere taste of delightfulness spices up any ordinary event in which takes place. see? lol. i should stop shouldn't i. thought so*

alright well this is a really long entry. so i'm OuT --> pz*

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