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Friday, December 09, 2005

 

Nuggets, mice, and badminton.


I don't know how to rate today.

Well, in PE, as you know we're doing badminton, the 'teacher' decided to give us a warm up. This was to run to the net, and back again. For no reason. So I did, and most people ran back with their back to the net. But not me :) I was clever and ran backwards. Then when we did this useless exercise, she said a few people's names, but not mine. And then followed by "Well done". She then explained that they were so excellent, they ran backwards. Then instructed the rest of us (including me) had to do it again. I refused to. All the while, I was shouting that I DID go backwards. After the second pointless excercise, I asked her in person what I *supposedly* did wrong. I then corrected her. Then she went b*tching about her blindness, making it clearly obvious she hates every inch of me. It's her loss. I don't know what she lost, but it's her loss. With a b*ching like that, I would've had tears welling up in my eyes (note to Nikki, DON'T watch my eyes when I'm told off), but nothing came. I guess I'm now immune to it. From her, anyway.

Well, I was running to get to my bus before the seats ran out, and managed to get there on time. I was sitting there minding my own business. But then, I looked on my hand, and found something written there. It was a note reminding me to give my Pinky and the Brain video to Charlie to record. But I forgot to read my reminder. How forgetful could you get? Well, I was panicking for a few seconds, when Jenni walked past. GREAT I thought. I ran from the bus to her, and pleaded she give it to Charlie. I hope she did. I really do.

Well, I came home, and was, yet again, minding my own business. Then my Dad slipped a letter to me. It was addressed, well, to me. I recognised it immediately. It had PETA stamped on it.I ripped it open, and out slid some stickers. It had a cartoon chick on it and "I am not a nugget" by it. Also, I found a leaflet with it. I need to say to you, I was told it was for kids. So I opened it up, and, well...let's just say the word "sh*t" was repeated 5 times.

Well, I must go now, for no reason.


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