Meh first day at summer Skewl.
Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2004 9:45 am
God damn. I had a freaking TERRIBLE day so far. Ima tell you about it.
I get up early and get ready. I have to drive accross town to the ghetto summer skewl place. Once, I get there, I see the trashiest ass skewl in the whole entire universe. There is a Krusty sign hanging above the doorway that reads "Butler high". So I walk in Butthole high school. I walk through the crowds of gothics and gangsters. Once I had navigated through the lip, nose, tounge, and chin peirced fags, I took a seat. I just sat there for like an hour. Nothing happened. Just heard stupid gangstas talking about who they were banging and who they wish they were.
Then finally, I am dissmissed to class. I had to navigate through the labyranth of gnarled rotten structures, and rusted hand rails. Those are the only rails that I don't believe my "Ghetto Grindz" could handle. So I make it to class just to learn I should come back at 12:00!
So I leave skewl and walk to some respectable looking thrift shop. They have a little stash or hoard of NES games in the back. I'm like "Hell yeah! One good thing about this trashy ass area". So next time I go back, which will be in a couple of hours, I'm cleaning their asses out of their small NES hoard. I'll let you know what I get.
By the way, I'm not going to summer skewl because I'm a dipshit. No no no. It is because I was screwed out of half a credit. I went to high skewl in Tennessee. I was taking Algebra II. So when I moved to Alabama, 9th grade was still considered Middle Skew and they didn't offer Algebra II. So I took no math and was expected to forfeight my summer to finish the rest of a semester of Algebra II.
THAT is getting screwed out of something great. :barf:
FUQ BUTThole High! |):
I gotta go back in a few hours (12:00) I leave there at 4:00
I get up early and get ready. I have to drive accross town to the ghetto summer skewl place. Once, I get there, I see the trashiest ass skewl in the whole entire universe. There is a Krusty sign hanging above the doorway that reads "Butler high". So I walk in Butthole high school. I walk through the crowds of gothics and gangsters. Once I had navigated through the lip, nose, tounge, and chin peirced fags, I took a seat. I just sat there for like an hour. Nothing happened. Just heard stupid gangstas talking about who they were banging and who they wish they were.
Then finally, I am dissmissed to class. I had to navigate through the labyranth of gnarled rotten structures, and rusted hand rails. Those are the only rails that I don't believe my "Ghetto Grindz" could handle. So I make it to class just to learn I should come back at 12:00!
So I leave skewl and walk to some respectable looking thrift shop. They have a little stash or hoard of NES games in the back. I'm like "Hell yeah! One good thing about this trashy ass area". So next time I go back, which will be in a couple of hours, I'm cleaning their asses out of their small NES hoard. I'll let you know what I get.
By the way, I'm not going to summer skewl because I'm a dipshit. No no no. It is because I was screwed out of half a credit. I went to high skewl in Tennessee. I was taking Algebra II. So when I moved to Alabama, 9th grade was still considered Middle Skew and they didn't offer Algebra II. So I took no math and was expected to forfeight my summer to finish the rest of a semester of Algebra II.
THAT is getting screwed out of something great. :barf:
FUQ BUTThole High! |):
I gotta go back in a few hours (12:00) I leave there at 4:00