hmm

Well, its been quite a while since I’ve last written an actual entry. Probably like a year or so…maybe not, I don’t know. I suppose I could go to the front page of this thing and check, but I’m too lazy. Oh, and obituaries don’t count.
I guessed that I should update this thing, so in a couple years I won’t have this huge gap of missing information in the story of my life.

So, anyway…lets see…whats going on, and what has gone on and what will go on…Hmmm..

Well, Hubbs’ replacement is an ass hole. And he hates me. Like seriously seriously hates me. I’m sorry but It’s impossible to listen to the same 60 year old guy droning on and on and on in his monotone voice about nothing for an hour and 40 minutes straight, from as soon as we sit down in class to as soon as the bell rings, every single freaking day. I mean, maybe I might listen if it was somewhat relevant and interesting. Like, the few times I tuned into his speaking he was talking about burning whale blubber…and then once he was talking about how he visited an indian reservation’s gas station, and they all attacked him and beat his car with bats. Oh, and our tests are 4-6 page essays, handwritten about an entire chapter in an hour. This is fucking high school history, not college dumbass. Its just….very hard when we used to have the greatest history teacher in the world. Each time Mr. Shits (our nickname for the new guy) gives us yet another ridiculous assignment after 1 hr and 40 minutes of mumbling, we shake our heads and say aloud "Why’d you have to die on us Mr. Hubble? Why?…"
I know I can’t be angry at Hubbs, its not his fault he died but….how could he leave us to be subjected to this torture? We went from reenacting the Salem witch trials and pretending to be country leaders trying to make war decisions to sitting absolutely still and quiet for nearly 2 hours everyday. Its horrible. Not that I actually sit still. I sit there and laugh and make funny scenes out of paper, tape, and crayon boxes with Stephen everyday, while the guy occasionally knocks our creations over and attempts to scream at us for half a minute.

But enough of complaining about him, what else is new?

Oh yea, I’m graduating in August, starting college in the fall. Why? Well, for one, because I can.  I only need to take English and Government next year, which I can easily do in the summer and still graduate with the Distinguished plan thing (meaning Ive taken lots of honors, language classes, etc). For a second reason, I have no problem saying bye to my "friends" and forgetting about them forever. Theyre all just filler, of course I care about them, but I wouldn’t lose sleep over never seeing them again. I’d never admit that in person, but its the truth. And lastly, I HATE my school. I love the majority of its teachers, I love the people, but I hate the way they treat the place like a freaking prison. My major thing is there is no such thing as mercy. If you’re walking that 3/4 of a mile from one side of the school to the other, they have no mercy on you if your late to class. We get 5 minutes in between classes and it takes 3 – 4 minutes with NO ONE in the hallway to get from one side to the other. Add 2300 fat, screaming, psychotic, immature teenagers into that one single hallway, and congratulations!, youve won your self a 4 hour saturday class. 3 of those baby’s get you a nice trip to AC, the same place where they send the kids who bring knives and drugs to school, all because some slow fat girl made a wall with another slow fat girl right in front of you in the hallway, and there was absolutly no way of manuevering around them so you were stuck behind them until they decided to give you a tiny gap to squeeze through, and by now you’ve got 25 seconds left and your forced to run to your class, only to get there as soon as the bell rang and your ass of a teacher shuts the door in your face, telling you to get a tardy. Its not only that though. There’s no more candy/food machines because some idiot got a lollipop stuck to the carpet. There’s no more computers because another idiot was switching the keys in the keyboard. There’s no more mp3 players because the principal saw people in the hallway between classes with them, when, as we didn’t know, we werent supposed to have them out. They always run out of food by time my lunch starts, which is the last lunch of the day. We have a 20 minute lunch period. It takes 4 minutes walking to the cafeteria, 11 minutes in line (we timed), which leaves appx. 5 minutes to eat, if your lucky enough to find food. Joy.
Oh yea, and they’ve held 3 assemblies where for 35 minutes straight each principal got up to yell at us about how horrible we are. I mean seriously, one principal almost screamed herself hoarse. "You kids are all problem children blah blah blah you always get so many tardies blah blah" Hm….maybe we wouldnt get tardies if we more time in the freaking hallway dumbass! Ah, the joys of high school…

Anyway, enough complaining about that. I could find so much stuff to complain about. Like how I had to BEG my mom for 15 minutes to let me go to my friend’s house to hang out last week, and it was only after she couldnt get ahold of my dad and talked to my friend’s mom that she finally let me go for 2 hours. That was the first time I had "hung out" at a friends house since 9th grade. That was almost 3 years ago. No wonder I have absolutly no social life and could care less about my friends, because Im not allowed to have any.

Im also mad that I dont have any money. Here everyone else is, with jobs, their parents begging them to get out of the house and get one, while mine refuse to let me. I get 20 bucks a month as allowance. I mean sure, its something, but now that Frank (whom I still love to death, the only person I really do care about) got me hooked on WoW, im recieving a total of 5$ a month now. Whoo hoo, 2 months and Ill have enough for a movie ticket, wait another 2 months and I can even buy myself a soda and some popcorn!

My dad says once I graduate I get total freedom.
I seriously doubt that. One month he refuses to let me visit my friend’s house, the next month he lets me drive to pennsylvania by myself to go visit a guy I met on the internet 5 years ago? I dont think so.
He’ll still have control, especially since Ill still be living in the house next year. Im gonna go to a community college to get rid of all my basic courses, then Im moving into a dorm at a college in the pretty part of texas. Then I’ll be free.

Finally.