This is a day, This is a day...

This is in fact a day. A Friday. A good day. The day of Lissy's birthday party. A day of stupid crappy school. But that's ok. Tomorrow, there is no stupid crappy school to deal with and same with the next day, except for the next day's night when I actually get around to writing a satire for english class. I'm still workin on getting a topic. But back to school. I'm at school. I hate it. Today, on the way to this class [study hall] I was actually threatened. Threatened! At a "Christian" school! This guy [who shall remain nameless] is a guitar player. The bad kind. The kind where they play guitar so people will think they're cool. The kind who buy a guitar that's way to expensive for their skill level. It cost more than mine and I paid way too much for mine and no offense, but he sucks. He's a oneathems. Yeah. So I was walkin here and he was like hey you almost hit my car in the parking lot Wednesday. Next time you do that I'll get out and beat you. I was like huh? I didn't almost hit anybody as far as I recall. But apparantly I did. And he was mad. I don't know why, I'm a responsible kid at school at least...when it comes to driving. People suck at driving at our school. They park all crappy-like and take every curb they can find. But yeah. I was kinda mad about his threat. I don't think he realizes whatall I keep in my trunk for just such an occasion. I didn't say anything back, but I wanted to be like hey, you don't know me or what I'm capable of, so I'd back off if I were you man. But I didn't say that. I could take him. I probably wouldn't given the chance, but I could if it were neccisary. Stupid punk kid. Who does he think he is sayin I suck at driving and threatening me. I'm better at life than he is, and I'm not even prideful about it! [read the sarcasm here, don't make me feel like an idiot] Man, kids these days. No respect for nuthin. They need to be told what's what. I'll show them rebellion. Stupid kids. You know, it was not long ago that I had the same mindset as these stupid kids. I was one of them. [still am to some extent, but not quite as foolish] Believe me, adults know better than you do for the most part. Listen to them. They already know. [unless of course it's something they don't know like technolology [try and pronounce that one]] We need to listen. We're not as smrt as we think we are. One kid's rebelling in studyhall right now. "I don't wanna use one of these crappy laptops! I just wanted to work in the lab!" He was goofing around and got in trouble. Serves him right. We need to surpress these rebels. Granted they are quite fun to watch sometimes. Who could argue with big bleach burnouts in the school parking lot? [shut up, I like them] Stupid kids. So destructive. I never understood those ones. [the destructive ones] I guess I don't have a lot of nice stuff and when I do, I think I take pretty good care of it, but these kids go and crash their Trans-Am WS6's like 4 times! It's like woah! Learn to drive jenyus! [pronounced jeen-yus] Crazy kids with their cars mommy and daddy bought them. They don't care about them at all, know nothing about them, but still brag about how cool they are. That's not how it works. It takes a little effort and knowledge. It's kinda sad, I know more aboot their cars than they do and I've never even touched one! Crazy. Course I guess I'm kinda on the crazygonuts side of the whole car deal...too much time on my hands. [it's hard to get it off, I tried scrubbing] Well, it's back to chapter 9 of The Lord of The Flies for me. Talk at you later.

posted by dave @ 11:30 AM