2002-03-23 - 1:24 a.m.
so, yeah.
anyway, today is that thing that comes after school. oh yeah, saturday.
hmm...
man, i woke up feeling all tired (because i was) and i didn't want to go to school.
you know why i didn't wanna go to school? because fukutomi was there. *shudder*
fukutomi, that's right. that fukutomi. the one who agonized us for a month. argh! she had to sub for teruya because teruya was doing her thing with the librarian thing.
man, randi pisses me off. randi's never gonna know what it's like to have the english teachers no one wants. randi's had inouye for two years; she didn't have lusk this year; next year she wont have teruya... what's the deal man? why dont somebody hook me up?
argh...
and then... in news writing, we voted on that thing for best opinion and it went down to the very last vote. it was like survivor and kyle was the guy who reads the names. i swear to god, it was all like "'smile you just sped your money away,' next vote. 'rocks.' next vote, 'speed cameras.' 'rocks.' 'speed.' 'rocks.'" and on and on... until the last votes. "ryan, taryn, ryan. uh-oh... it's getting close guys. ryan. taryn... taryn." and everyone is like "oooh shit!" because it was the very last vote. like, the extreme last vote. like no one elses vote was left inside the box. like... wait, you guys get the picture already... "and the last vote is... ryan! taryn, you have just been voted off the island." i was kinda sad that taryn lost. re-reading hers made me remember just how good of a writer she is. the only reason i was even up was because i had numbers in my article. i had technical merrit, that was it. taryn's was just good fucking writing. i dont know why i won. it was a very phyric victory. is that how you spell it? "phyric"? i should just say "lose-lose situation" even though i won. i feel bad... i still say we should've had Ms. Lusk chose for us based on the criteria.
damn democracies.
and in period 4, this was our final test for the quarter: "okay ryan, name me two worms that we looked at."
"uh, flat worms and fire worms."
"and were there any differences between them?"
"yeah."
"what were they?"
"the digestive tracts."
"what was different about each ones?"
"the flat worm has a mouth and an asshole, the fire worm just has a mouth that it also shits out of."
"okay, good."
20 minutes and half a game of egyptian war later...
"ryan, did i test you already? i dont have anything written down."
"yeah, miss, you did. it was those worm questions."
"oh, okay... so, what's the only mollusk without bones except for a beak?"
"uh... an octopus!"
"okay ryan. you got an A."
"yes!"
yup, that was my test for today. but oh man. you should've seen our game of egyptian war. we were going super hella fucking fast on the slaps. it was like, flip, flip, flip, flip, BAM! and then someones hand got hurt. and then it'd start all over again.
i love egyptian war.
and in periods 5 and 6... oh wait. i didn't go to periods 5 and 6. me and blair cut school. that was my b-day present to her. i got her out of colemans and nagatas. happy birthday blair. yeah, me and blair walked to my house and watched MTV spring break and made fun of old fashions.
and then i walked back to school to meet randi because i guess i'm whipped.
dammit. i'm gonna end up like kavin and keith and ryan. come back to school every day next year...
shit.
i better at least have a car by then.
i doubt it.
and then, later on tonight i went to randi's house for alaskan crab. pretty good stuff i tell you what.
and then i let randi drive my mom's car to pick up her cousin's girlfriend. she kept looking at me funny, but according to randi she looks at everyone like that. oh well, i think everyone looks at me funny.
but, i wasn't very pleased with randi's driving, it was too slow, so i drove back. i kept having to remind myself that russell and lori(sp?) weren't used to my driving, so i should be more carefull. but i wasn't i was still flooring it to merge just for the hell of it. blipping the throtte so the damn engine would down shift so when i floored it i could go faster. merging lanes like a mad man. coming off of off ramps like a maniac. making the car lean when i turn. it was all my bad driving habits coming back to haunt me...
and then i watched TV till i left at about 12:15 because randi had a judo tournement tomorrow.
so i went driving somemore. the one thing keeping me from exceeding 70 mph is the tires on the car. i'm afraid that they're not rated to go past even 65 mph, so i hardly push it that far. i dont want them to explode on me. i think that the first thing i'll buy will be strut bars, then coil overs, and then 16" rims (because i'll get better accleration with those versus 17's or 18's) with nice fat tires rated for speeds exceeding 70 mph. but i refuse to go faster than 80 mph because that's kinda fast even for me. no hp upgrades for me. waste of money on that car. i just want it to ride good, not fricking be fast.
i dont understand that. why do i not care for it to go fast? it really boggles my mind. it's like... a lot of people my age like to go fast. even if their cars are pos' and all, they still like to speed. me? i just like to go a little bit above the speed limit and all, what i really like is going fast around corners. the whole pucker factor thing is pretty neat. i guess it's because i think turning is a true test of driving skill. not putting down drag racers and all, but turning requires more than just going straight. i know drag racing and all requires intricate knowledge of your car, but it's like... autocrossing and stuff is all zany like.
but the coolest is still rally racing.
i also met a fan of my diary online today. she's from texas and i didn't get her name.
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