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2000-10-12 - 04:16:50 fuckin aol. p.o.s. is more like it. fuckin thing wont connect me to my fuckin IM service. stupid stupid stupid p.o.s. okay, done with that banter. i have a rifle match tomorrow. i also have p.t. for rotc. im worried about that. if i have to do p.t. i might be fucked up for riflery. and that scares me. i need to show up kato again. i need to show him whos fucking boss. me. he he he. so fucking concited and so fucking belligerent. yup, i am. oh well. its all good. i also need to set up the uniforms for saturday. thats gonna be a bitch. im so busy. its unreal. i sold three shirts today. hopefully i can sell more tomorrow. well, actually, im gonna have to count on blair selling them cause im gonna be in kalaheo. boy, thats a long ride. :) i get out of school early for that. whoo-hoo. we worked w/ our "special partners" today in peer ed. i dont know... but it feels weird. i just helped another friend w/ some problems. it really feels gratifying helping people w/ their problems now days. i blame it entirely on peer ed. oh yah, and before i forget! mr. bachman is SO COOL! someone was asking a stupid question. so mr. bachman decided to retaliate. they asked something "whos famous?" after he had been talking about for the past two minutes. "gallileo." "galileo had a prostitue mr?" "yea, he had such an orgasm w/ that girl that he made the leaning tower of pisa lean." and with that comment the whole class erupted in laughter and mr. bachman all of a sudden had sun burn. it was funny. what else? crud! i still need to get jenna's form for the military ball. if i dont get it soon, im not sure if i have my spots saved. okay, well peoples, you go and buy class t-shirts for $10 and i'll be happy and not bother you till home coming is over. okay? okay. peaches. � � |