Posted

Nov 26th 2007

Mood

Lonely

So after telling what happened yesterday I proceed with today, I wake up in a slightly better mood, my usual morning grumpyness cause I have to go to school, we wake up 45 mins before they close the school gate, so imagine how fast I had to eat, change clothes, shower, and etc.

I was wishing I'd of stayed out late so they'd leave me at home while mommazilla was at the optic center for glasses so she can get her drivers license renewed later on; Well, I arrive at school trying to greet everyone but it's the usual times that they just greet me to make notice they're there, and I can't ever rely onto anyone in the classroom so I don't mind as long as I am at school to learn something, nothing else.

WELL, we go up and it seems that someone last night at school (they give classes) had a digestion problem and left... waste all over inside the trashcan for over a night, when WE (my classroom) entered one of them even almost fainted, and we just ran away of the classroom, so the teacher tells us to go down to first floor in this room that they call AudioVisuals, in there we take classes the first time and we go back up at period change we go up again and it's even stronger cause there was chlorine in middle of the smell, so imagine...

The best thing is how I am still nose clogged and I never felt anything from smell so all I did was to keep playing along and that I was feeling bad too and blah blah, at third class period (french on mondays) we take a long ass exam -that by now I hope I haven't pulled an F at- , inside the classroom cause it seemed the smell had faded away, BUT my classmates are so wild they all make the lie that the smell is still there, and at 4th class period we go down to audiovisuals again to take class.

So the class goes on, it's finally lunch and we're the first to get there cause we're below, and while we were playing soccer I saw my friend greet... in an unexpected way the two most snobbish "daughters of the president" the school has ever had inside, CAUSE ALL HE DID WAS TO KICK THE BALL, and it knocked the milk glass she was holding, showering her a little with milk (;D).

So he apologizes nicely, and one of the girls goes like "Yeah you're gonna have to give me the ten bucks to wash the clothes and the 170 bucks to fix the hair you messed with the milk, and bring me the lotion to soothen the black&blue you left me with the ball.", and he's like ok I'll do it just take the shirt off and you can go topless to home and I'll bring you the shirt tomorrow (Mind you, he's very alive and loves to joke around.) so she laughs a little and leaves him alone cause she somehow recognized he didn't mean it.

The other girl (That's the snob, or shiteater as I like to call them.) comes 5 mins later with a glass of water and almost throws it all over my friend saying "You didn't apologize from heart" well what you wanted him to do to take his heart out, write "I'm sorry" on it and show it to her while kneeling down and crying? >_>; Well, my friend forces her to put down the glass, but like, struggling so the glass falls down and he doesn't get wet, AND THE GIRL GOES TO THE PRINCIPALS' OFFICE SO SHE CAN GET OFF HER CHAIR AND HAVE THE PRINCIPAL TAKE THE SOCCER BALL AWAY AND CANCEL OUR GAME -JUST because my friend didn't let himself be wet over something we already knew was an accident.-... what a bitch, there goes our soccer game.

Well, lunch is over, we get back to audiovisuals and the history teacher puts a movie (which narrates 12 years of presidency of the guy that went after the dictator that lasted 31 years)... in english that means the movie was so long everyone but me and one or two people slept through all of it, over 90 minutes of history, and it didn't even finish by when we all went away. Hell, someone even asked "Who's that?" when they showed a picture of that 12 year president (Everyone knows him and he even died recently, it's considered stupid if you're a grown teen and you don't know that.).

Well... and mommazilla drove me home and now I'm alone while she's out and while I'm writing my journal now.

End of story.