So I still can't get the font to work. Something will have to be done about that later. For now avoiding the never end of Algebra homework shall be enough.
The day began wonderfully. Kristi had taken the mockings of Jon and I going out to a whole new level. She made "invitations" to our wedding. About 30 of them, and posted them on peoples locker. This will not do at all. She had though our threats were empty, thought we had nothing up our sleeves, she was wrong, oh so wrong.
Jon and I had actually been planning this for quite a while, only the first schudeled date I chickend out. However I was put in a position where it would be impossible for me to do so this time. You see, I recieved information on the combenation to Kristi's locker. How I recieved this information shall remain unknown for not all mysteries are ment to be revieled. Infact... I'll let you just wonder about the "hows" and the "whens" I want to revel in this for as long as possible. However some explenation should be known for those of you who were not present.
We "cleaned" our Kristi's locker. This meaning we took EVERYTHING out of it and moved it to another location. Everything, books, papers, posters, the whole bit. Watching her open her locker was quite amusing. Jimi comentated "She's approching the subject...entering combenation.....wait...hold on...she's entered the wrong combenation...here we go.....HAHAAH" The last part do to the fact that after opening it all that greated Kristi was an invitation. All and all she took it rather well, though I did become a bit worried when Jon faild to show up and I thought I'd have to explane WHY all of her stuff was missing and why I couldn't give it back. However he came and all was well. More the well, gloriouse.
And now I have Algebra, lots and lots of Algebra. No I do not want to do it yet I must. Somehow Jimi made it so not matter what he could do his homework durning play, even if he was needed in a scean. If only I had those answers........
I missed the non fight at lunch today. I did try to sneak out of the caffitera on more the one occassion and was even successful a few times. However it is truly sad how pathedic both guys our. DING, in the left corner we have Keven From the Hood. Keven enjoys talking trash, sucking at basketball, and convicning him self he's black. In the Right Cornner we have Julian the walking pit of groose. Julian enjoys making numerouse death threats, having low self asteem, and avoiding good hygeen. Neither can fight and lets just say I didn't miss much.
*so much Algebra....I really should do that....MUST RESIST*
We had a 2hr practice today. I actually did rather well. Perhaps I'm FINALLY reaching the level I was at durning the begining of the season! Seems I get worse threw out the thing. Maybe it was jsut a bad week, I'll never know. I must remember my elements for a failing grade dosn't make the teacher happy, and oh how that Algebra wants to steel my soal...It's calling me......
Remember me as I was, not as I will die, slumped over an Algebra book with drool coming from my mouth.
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