Update: I Don't Have A Superiority Complex

I got new frames! Versace frames! I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em! And uh no big shit but the Joe's Hos Reach For The Top team won three games. We beat Team #1 360-110, 240 of which were mine, Team #2 270-180, 170 of which were mine and Team #3 360-200, 260 of which were mine.
Now while we did amazingly, in no small part due to me, doesn't mean I have a big fuckign head. Or as someone put it "superiority euphoria". I have no clue what the hell that is supposed to be, but sffice to say it's nothgin any psychologist has ever picked up on. And fei, this has been the first time in my life where I've been the best. Even though I'm super at fencing and have won the title of school champion in 2 math contests, i've never been the best. I've been near the top in fencing and there are 300 fucking chinese kids who could score higher than me and did on those tests with their eyes closed. And I fucking know that. Shockingly, I know I'm normally not the best. So fuck off, it feels good to be the best for once. And not even. just ebst in a small division of schools.

Yowza!! I need confetti cannons...... Why? Um no reason....

Shit load has happened since no one read this last. Semi, Me ACTUALLY cleaning my room and my first genuinely happy day in a long while. Heehee. Semi-formal was actually pretty fucking awesome. Although,....... The DJ had NO LADY GAGA..... I'll give that a few minutes to sink in. What fucking DJ has NO LADY GAGA!!!!????!?!??!?!?! A shitty one indeed. Needless to say I was pissed. I also lost the non-love of my life but still like a huge crush to one of my best friends. Oh well. I think I also dance with more chickas than any other guy at the dance. Which is sad for both me and the straight boys. Come on straight boys! I mean I'm beating you. That's just sad. I mean seriously. That holds no intrest for me.

Secondly? My room. Fucking spotless. You could eat off of any surface in it. It's remarkable. I think it's the first time it's actually been clean since I moved INTO the room.

Third, I've been genuinely happy ALL DAY LONG. It's unnerving. I'm so used to be crotchety and pissed off. But just at the beginnning of this period, my English teacher, let's call him Killer Kowalski, decided to try to fucking ruin my day by being a bitch. So I just went you decide to try to fuck with my day, I decide to say fuck you and fuck this class. So now I sit and blog. And just now, like legit seconds ago, this cunt whohelps with the retards comes up and is like you're not supposed to be blogging at school. And there's a class in this lab. I looked her in the fucking eyes and then said, 'if it's not allowed, why isn't it blocked? Did you book this lab for this period? The ACTUAL tteacher for this class is, let's say The Dwarf, isn't it? Let's ask her how much she cares about me being here."

Bitch got put in her fucking place!! And so my happy day continues.... On do-gooders.

O my god though. So I had stolen by friend's headband with a bow on it, 'cuz I thought it was cute and I enjoyed it. So Iwore it for two periods and then gave it back. I'm walking away from English in a dazed kind of state because I'd just WALKED OUT, when I here the Principal say something. Now I didn't really hear it, but I had a feeling it was directed at me. Anyways I just went huh and he repeated himself. He asked, 'where's the bow?" I honestly went daawh. Now my high school like 50 year old principal isn't exactly the kind of attention I wanted the ehad band bringing, but it definitely meant that people noticed.

FCK Censorship

Okay, so this total cunt, let's call her Ollepuc, ruined my fucking set for my intermission act at Unplugged, an acoutic concert.I'm fucking pissed. However, to circumvent the school's will, I shall eb posting my full routine, uneditted, to Youtube and posting a link to my Facebook.Yay life mother fuckers.
Also! Iturned 17 on Wednesday!! I went to Toronto to shop at the Eaton center and I SAW WICKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES MOTHER FUCKERS!! WICKED!!!! It was so fuicking magical I began to cry. I was mouthing the lyrics and openly sobbing during 'Defying Gravity'
I have a party tomorrow night. And on Saturday I go to getmy tattoo!! A light blue cancer ribbon in support of prostate canacer. Joy life!

160 Kids Can Be Fucking Rude

Okay, I know they're retarded but these little fuckers need to be taught some respect. You can teach a dog respect. So either they are stupider than dogs or we're not trying hard enough. You teach a dog using corporal punishment but we are unwilling to put a hand to these people. I'm not advocating beating children but something must be done. These fuckers don't understand words the same way we do. They understand some of the simpler phrases but beyond that nothing. They don't get the concept of respect as an abstract. But they can learn to obey using Skinner's theory of Reinforcements. Hitting a retard when they do somethign wrong could be one of the best things you do for them. I got hit for being disrespectful when I was younger. I fucking turned out okay.

OOO!! I also quit smoking a couple days ago. No patch, no pill, just willpower. Getting pissier by the second though.

School (aka. Sleep Space)

Fuck Yeah Fuschia. That's the name of the colour my nails are right now. So I got to a Catholic High School and I was and still am hugely fucking suprised the liberality of my school and the people who go here. Like Mothershit. I have pink fucking nails and no one says a god-damn thing. I have never been bullied, taunted, threatend or made to feel unwelcome. Okay. So what the fuck is America's problem? I hear of all these suicides and yes I wore purple on Spirit Day but like seriously, I have never thought about suicide since coming out. Being openly gay is not a bad thing here. Come on gays, have a country wide Pink Migration here to Canada. Let's become a Bloc Vote and Rule this country.

OMFGSHIFOACAGE-Wrong Anagram....Dammit!

Well fuck me hard and call me Suzie! In the words of Samantha, Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! No.1 My mom found my smokes, pot and lip gloss. That's ALL gone now. Fuck! No.2 Well acutally there is no number 2. I'm just very upset about number 1. However I did turn into a huge gay bird twice this past week. Once when I first saw the Glee version of 'Teenge Dream' and again when Korofsky kissed Kurt! Actually at first I just went "WHAT!?!?!?!" in a voice three octaves higher than normal. Yeah WHERE THE HELL did that come from! And btw, I have actually never been more turned on by a chick than when the chickas did their mash-up. Holy shiznat! Like it was fucking hot! And I say that as a gay. Good job ladies. OMFG! Darren Criss.... Holy Hotness! Like YUMMY! I'm callin' it motherfuckers. It's a be a Blurt!

Work!! Joy of Mother Fucking Joys.

Working with a huge fucking cunt. Wanting to shoot many, MANY customers. Being around so much fucking disgusting shit for so long. Annoying bitch I work with whose a fuckin' ass-kisser to the fucking cunt. Joy to the mother fuckin' world mother fuckers.
But there are some redeeming features. Workin' with Kim and talking in Black-ccents, hangin' in the back and talking about music and culture and the such with Shelly, Kate and I discussing our mutual hatred for said huge fucking cunt.
Anyways, I'm in drive-thru at the window and the huge fucking cunt says, "no singing in my drive-thru". So what do I do? Obey? Bahahahahaha!! Bull fucking shit! I start righteously belting Melissa Etheridge's "Come to my Window". And all she can do is look at me like I cannot believe you just stood up to me.
School tomorrow. FML X(

I'm Fucking Angry

Motherfuckers! Update! While at the mall, my mom tells me I can't fucking go see Wicked at the Canon Theatre in Toronto.... I'll let that sink into your brain meat. The muscial of the fucking decadde, the one I've wanted to see since I knew it existed, and I'm not fucking allowed to go because it's too expensive. Even though i would have payed with my own fucking money. And how fucking hippocritical is this coming from a woman who's spent thousands on fucking scrapbooking shit. Much of which she'll never use. FUCK!
the only fucking reason I haven't gone on a homicidal fucking rampage is because when I got home i did two of the things to calm me. Physical excercise and a couple cigs. Yay nicotine and endorphins!