man < woman
omg finally someone else.
The people who love facebook over tumblr
Today, I went to a parade and some guy threw beads at me. I made Blueberry Pancakes. <3
Spanish class is such a bore. It gives me headaches. I just had math and now the school board must torchure me with the same scenery of a class room. What imbasules. I don’t have my dear spell check and these lapstops dont hold a charge. But that’s just becase they are 5”. No wonder the school got them at 20 dollars each. I am really irritated right now. I cannot beleive my vial alarm would awake me for something as idiotic and unsuseful as school.
It is the devil. I must succeed to become a writer in mine own life. I can se the coffee shop now, but the spanish teacher is conspiring against me to end all coffee in the world. Lets wait and see how this game plays out.
Today I got the most important Acceptance letter in my life. I am transferring to the best high school in my city. I am about to cry. All my friends are going to miss me so, but life will be great at a academy centered around the arts. :D
I am so upset. Getting changed into my uniform today made me think more of revenge than I already had. I had even dreamed of revenge, but now it is conquering all thoughts. I will talk to my teacher. Even if the teacher says I can change into free dress, these girls will feel my wrath, once I have a plan.
What can a lonely poet do to extract revenge on the evils of school? Ignoring them would be doing them a favor, But giving to much attention… That is a possibility. But then again, being labeled as a stalker does nothing but tarnish what they may think of my artistic genius. Revenge is a dish best served cold. I’ll have to sit on this. Possibly a prank on our class trip to Washington DC in a month. Oh the planning that I must do. Things I can bring on the plane, and things I can get away with. They will pay one way or another. No foul deed toward myself or one I care for will go without a poet’s wrath!
These insane females are incompetent! They must irk me to no end! They do not care if by taking my freedom of free dress gives them an enemy. A worst enemy. One you can’t get rid of. They will be quite upset once they feel my wrath. I had never even spoken a word to them and they tell the teacher the tights I’m wearing are socks. The teacher agrees and snatches the free dress pass out of my hand. Unfortunately, my old folks are telling me to just suck it up. If I do, There will be a time bomb, waiting to explode and I will, most indefinitely, lash out at any little thing. My irritation with these baboons is something I’ve never felt before. They made an enemy of the wrong poet.
In science class, bored. The usual. I have a strange LAB partner. These laptops are really small…. BORING!!
Isn’t it. Your teachers are so naivee to notice 4 people have earphones in and 7 are blogging/watchingvideos/schecking their email. It’s so stupid. Take that ENGLISH! :P