Bleh.
Ehhhhhh, I'm no longer a fan. I mean, school was fun and all while the "I can make this interesting" attitude was there, but I mean - I keep getting called down to the office. There is nothing fundamentally wrong with playing football in the hallways or playing catch with rubber balls off the balcony. Nobody's ever taken a bouncy ball the the face and died, and if they have - I'm sorry that I'm not being sensitive to your needs, but then again... you couldn't really be reading this, could you? You'd be dead, right?
Been workin' a lot recently, but people keep coming in to visit - and that makes it suck alot less. Yesterday, there was this guy that I thought was a friend of mine (at least he looked like it from behind), so I ran up and you know - gave him a nice butt grab. Well, it turns out that it wasn't my friend at all - and the guy just like turned around and looked at me weird. Then, for the rest of the time he was in the store - he'd look at me real weird. I think he took the whole butt grab thing the wrong way.
I did have a miracle happen tho, I lost my keys that had my two computer jump drive deals on it. And since I had left it in computer class, I thought somebody fiended it - but today Michael walked up to me and hooked me back up. I could've washed his feet for him or something. Sadly, I do have to go back into the sweat shop from 5 to 9, but I'm free after and I so have tomorrow off and I definitely want to do something.
