Anger and annoyance

So yesterday I was just to lazy to get to the computer and write about my day but yesterday was super boring so there wasn’t much to say except for what happened during my TA period. I was leaving because the bell had rung for the end of sixth period and the annoying freshman was trying to make conversation with me but I was trying to ignore him and this funny but kind of annoying sophomore pulls him back and goes “dude, you’re so not in her league, she’s above you by so much.” I didn’t want to let that go to my head but I did get a bit of a confidence boost knowing that I’m at least out of someone’s league. Oh and I had gotten in trouble fourth period for an all out verbal fight with the most annoying egotistical jerk-wad ever, so I had to go see Mrs. B sixth period and ‘talk-it-out’. Wtf.

So today was super weird but kind of fun. First period I was just chilling and talking with some of my friends in that class. Second period I got to listen to Pandora and doze off while just chilling. Third period I was talking almost the whole time with Sarah, which was fun. Then fourth period came and wrecked my joyous day. Taylor effing Baikie is such an ass hole. He is talking to his equally as evil friends during math and he says, “Spencer, you should have seen what the freak was drawing during third period,” and Dana was like, “Who’s the freak?” and Taylor goes, “um, A_ _ _ _ _ _ _ a G_ _ _ _ a.” (Sorry but I don’t wanna put her real name) He just called my best friend a freak. My knuckles were white from how hard I was gripping my desk. I was literally praying to God to give me the strength NOT to turn around and punch his fucking face in. He is such a gossiping bitch. He is worse then girls, hell; all the boys in my math class are a bunch of gossiping sons of bitches. They don’t even comprehend the level of hate I have for them. So during lunch it was hard for me to really get into today’s Christian club speaker’s whole speech because I was just raging with anger on the inside. Taylor is also in my fifth period physics class so I walk in and I shoot him this death glare that would have killed him if looks could kill (which I really wish they would). Physics went by pretty fast and then I walked with my friend over to where my sister was and I told her about the whole Taylor thing and she said that the same thing happened to her a while back because someone had made fun of her best friend. So then I went to sixth period and while the sub was doing role call, I was sitting in his desk and I saw the sub report he had made for yesterday and he wrote that I was unhelpful. Unhelpful? He didn’t ask me for help on anything and the one thing that Mr. B had written for me to do, I did it, and I did really well, unnecessarily well! So that made me super pissed off. So then my friend texted me and wanted some tutoring for math, so I went and sat in her car and helped her figure out her math stuff... that was an adventure. She is quite the hyper and unique creature. She was spazzing out and she kept putting herself down and she gave me a bizarre nickname that she kept shouting. Some of her friends came and were like almost pushing her car over and then she called this one guy she met last weekend who lives in like Mississippi or somewhere like that, and she is saying these disgusting and perverted things. I decided that I had been with her long enough and grabbed my stuff and did a quick wave before running away.

Today was my mother’s birthday, so I made her a real kick ass card and we went and ate at this disgusting restaurant called Pat and Oscars. Bleh. Then we came home and my dad gave my mom the quilt he made her. It’s really colorful and very well made. Now I’m typing this while my sister I watching Lost so I’m only hearing the voices from the TV. God that show is so lame. The drama is so pointless and fake. I’m sorry Lost fans but I can’t buy into the madness and obvious redundancies and blatant inconsistencies that are covered up with last minute additions that are ridiculously stupid. A smoke monster? Wtf. Did they ask a third grader to help them with the writing? If it isn’t third graders writing the show then it must be monkeys with typewriters.

I think that’s enough rambling for one day, oh wait actually, it’s not, I totally forgot about what I did yesterday after school. So I went with Sarah to go pick up her sister and then we went to some coffee place and her sister got this sandwich and soup and Sarah was staring at it like the whole time. It was hilarious. Then her mom picked us up and we went back to her house and Nikki came over and we had a discussion about the probability that Folie a deux was fall out boys’ last album. Nikki had some very good reasons but I refuse to believe that Fall Out Boy will ever stop making records. They need to live to be old and annoying in their persistence to stop, like Madonna. Then we walked around their neighborhood and then decided to go eat sausages and play Wii Mario kart racing at Nikki’s house. Sarah lost every single time. It was hilarious. Then my parents had to ruin our fun by coming and picking me up. Okay, I swear I’m done rambling now.

(dedicated to Sarah)

- güle güle

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