Ichi

Hello all and none. This is my very first Blog (very interesting, must take notes) and so it's gonna suck ... like your mom ... how was that Zack ?

Today was a flaming ball of dead baby's shit for me, metaphorically speaking. I was half an hour late waking up, in English first period the Librarian (who is usually okay) droned on about the MLA format even though we had just gotten the exact same notes she was teaching printed off (this took the full hour), second period in Human Dynamics I had the librarian sub *shudder* who is just a whore without the sexual attention and has some kind of ten foot metre stick stuck up her ass ... yes, I realized what I just said. Then was free period with Zack & Fufu, which is fine in itself. Too bad there wasn't any pepperoni pizza cause I ended up getting Philly Beef, thinking it wouldn't be soggy and covered in unknown green and slimy substances, then got chicken tenders & taters, which were soggy as well. The rest of lunch was fine, nothing tres important happening. Then came another free period, in which I did my Chemistry homework and activated my Blog Account (three cheers). Of course, following Free was Chemistry ...

WELL, let's just say I cannot stand level two's (Zack not counted on most days). They're so disrespectful (they made my English Intern quit ... no joke, he dropped the course at MUN and isn't becoming a teacher anymore) and when you tell them to shut up they just laugh, flip their hair and keep talking. Speaking to a 'friend' in Chem I said, quite clearly, "I could just RING their necks *does said gesture*," and since the sluts all sit directly to my left I'm hoping they heard me. But I digress. The work we were assigned was too hard for me to do, since I don't know how to set up chemical equations because I missed that part of 2202 Chem last year, so I asked my teacher if he could help me the following morning (... in about six hours). He made eye contact a couple times during the conversation, but I was standing up and he was sitting, and since he's a pervert his eyes were locked onto my chest not unlike a dying man and the last tube of lube on earth. Anyway, I have to meet him in his room tomorrow morning before Homeroom, alone, so he can help me ... I'm sending this out as a warning so ya'll know where I was in the case of my absence and appearance of dead body in the harbour.

At work (a grocery store) I was alone on the Express Line (I'm still a trainee) cause the person I was supposed to 'shadow' kinda just wandered around the store all night. But it didn't matter because it was all good and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Not in the 'I touch myself' kinda enjoy, it was just neat. Yes, neat.

I've had my HD paper open for the past few days on my laptop, never closing the window, yet never maximizing it either. It's a partner project and due Friday at the latest, although, since we have no school Friday I'm hoping I can pass it in on Monday. I have to do the physical changes of a mother after birth while my partner is focusing on the three trimesters. It's frustrating, to say the least, because I can't fucking concentrate ... and writing this Blog probably won't get me a higher mark, either.

See ? Hasn't this been a long entry ? And this was just a condensed version of my day (ask my friends; this seriously IS a condensed version), let alone all of the rants I'm going to force down your throats ... wouldn't you like to know the things I force down your mother's throat. My eyes are getting heavy, which means I can't work on my paper ... gosh darnit, cheese and crackers !! I was so pumped, too.

"God Tonya, your sarcasm isn't even sarcasm! Just shut up, you're not funny. Fuck."

If I can get over ten thousand hits on my writing while you get a few hundred views of your personal page then I guess we see who's more entertaining. Yeah, I went there.