Monday, December 13, 2010

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.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

You're a life ruiner Eelyak! You ruin Lives!

OMG! English class, sub, wehich btw was amazing, we're all just talking in groups. Best day of English ever. And of course, what's English class without some lasting emotional scarring. Mid-way through a discussion about ultimate hide and go seek that some hwo led to sex dream, a certain person, let's call her Eelyak, shares about her sex dreams with a certain OTHER person in the class. Let's call him G. Now the terrible thing is that I have also had sex dreams about the exact same person. -_-. He's straight and yeah I'm over it now and blah blah blah. OO Ke$ha! :P
But after talking about her dreams about G, Eelyak says 'and he's got a huge one too, like' and then she grabbed her wrist. Holy fuckballs!, hold up! So I says, 'how the fuck do you know'. So she begins' well we were in my hot tub,' and I lost it. LOST IT! I could not stop laughing. Any story that begins with we were in my hot tub is bound to be hilarious so I laid down some pre-emptive laughter. But that's all that she gets out before HE COMES OVER!!!! I am trying my best to hide behind my hand, I can't even look him in the eye, it's just a disaster. I'll never be able to look G in the eyes again. Especially since I've seen MORE than just his eyes ;). Not that I was intentionally looking.

Update!!: So apparently, G was askin' Eelyak about what we were talking about. And wouldn'tcha knowit. He's a Harry Potter geek. He asked her if she told me about his Elder Wand...... Okay some part of that is dork, another is cute, another is down-right sad.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Everyone Needs An Intense Dance Break

OMG. Intense dance breaks are fuckign awesome. I just had one in the dark, over-heated small computer lab (138). To "Bootylicious". Yes. Bootylicious. It was quite amazing. I can't help it. I'm like Lily Allen's tits. Incredible. :D

Thursday, November 25, 2010

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!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

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.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

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.

Monday, November 15, 2010

OMG MOTHERFUCKERS! UPDATE!

ONE DAY TILL THE SUBSTITUTE! GWYNETH PALTROW ON GLEE! FORGET YOU! SPANISH-NESS~ Rebecca's new name is Domino! YAY! YAY MOTHERFUCKERS!! OOOOO!!!!! I'm writing a new book. Apparently it's addictive. Basically it's my mind on a page.