2003-09-08 - 5:11 p.m.
Oh poor little diary, I have neglected you so! This is due to my weird life. Or an abundance of homework. Whatever.
ANYWAY. As usual, I have to fill you in on all the stupid things I've done since the last time I wrote in here.
Okay, today i was sitting in my quiddle-ish style, I cannot sit still to save my leg so I had my legs crossed, jiggling one foot around, listening to my teacher say something about the amount of arrible (sp?) land in the United States. And being me, I was sort of half listenting but whenever I make a comment everyone acts like it's the weirdest thing because usually the teacher calls on me and I'll say something like "uh....47!" usually these sort of things happen in English class, and everyone laughs but I do it on purpose. See, this is deeply rooted really. I used to get made fun of for being too smart but now that I play dumb but secretly get the 4th best grades in my class, I'm more popular. Don't leave guetsbook notes about my extreme dergading-ness of myself, I'm quite aware of it, thank you. ANYWAY. So, in usual half-listening-ill-just-read-the-book-later style, He goes, yes, the government, in a round-about way, actually pays farmers to get rid of good food and throw milk and things down the drain. I look up, completely wide-eyed, DEAD serious, and say..."OH MY GOSH that's so SAD!" Everyone died. Somebody like, cried. I don't know, maybe you had to be there, but really. I was serious too! The funniest part to me was how I stood up and was like, "WHY ARE YOU LAUGHINGG!!!!!" and that just made it worse. It kind of reminds me of this Calvin and Hobbes comic where calvin rips his pants and then has to go to the blackboard to do a math problem. In the next frame you see him at home, and hobbes saying, "They let you come home??!" and Calvin goes, "yeah, three teachers and a principal couldn't restore order." That's how I feel.
I've done other weird things to. I looked up "do" in my Spanish dictionary, looking for the verb (which is hacer I believe) for it, and found a Spanish word for do as in the kind in musical scales...so i start singing the sound of music song. And some people joined in. But the Spanish teacher likes me so it was cool. She's my biggest fan.
My English teacher hates me a lot. I have trouble focusing, and she never ever thinks I'm funny. About a week ago, I couldn't stay on the right page to save my life and she told me I wasn't keeping up about twelve times. I got a bit peeved. But whatever. I'm never going to give up on her. Someday, somehow, she will laugh. it's inevitable. right?
Um, yeah. I've also developed a few theories in my time in the hallowed halls of learning. woo. I've decided Pretty Boy's hair is curly because he twirls it so much, and that Old Man is really a penguin. Other than that, life is sort of tame. I'm hating it!!!
I'm going to go because this is so boring! What's wrong with me? Ahhh! Okay...I'll be back when I'm funnier.
Bye bye diaryland, stay cute, DON'T STICK SCREWDRIVERS INTO OUTLETS AT SCHOOL BECAUSE THE TEACHER WILL FLIIPPP! (forgot to mention that one) oh yeah, and don't lick a highlighter in order to get a cool streak on your tongue, because you might also die. (albiet with a funky, neon stripe on your tongue!) bye!
