Got an f-in hairbut today. Finally. I'll say I look sharp as a mutha...ski. I got home today at 8:00. I hate getting home late. Like, shit, I went to school, went to track, went to driver's theory, went to soccer, got my hairbut, sat in the car while my mom filled a prescription, and finally got home.

Hey, that reminds me. While waiting the car I saw an accident! Oh, man it was great. Some douche tried turning left, and another douche decided to keep going straight. Well that doesn't usually work. I saw that and, right now I'm really hungry. And when I'm hungry I'm either easily amused or in a shit-poor mood. Usually the latter. Well I see it and I exploded into laughter. I was all pumped up. I raised my arms in the air, I was laughing and saying shit like "Oh shit!" and "That's hilarious!" Which it was and all. Hmmm...maybe you had to have been there. Which you did.

I was waiting for something interesting to happen to me. At least by the time I turn 17.

I really, honestly, and truly feel sorry for my accounting teacher. I mean she has to deal with some of the dumbest people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Take today for example:
Teacher: Now you put the lines in both the Balance Debit and Credit columns to show that the balance is zero and the account just isn't forgotten about. You all get that?
Class(mostly): Yes.
(5 minutes later)
Student: Wait, why are the lines in the columns?

See what that woman has to deal with? It gets worse. Much, much worse. That's why, if I was a teacher I'd end up commiting murder, because I would get stuck with people like that. Someone asked the other day, in FST(a very advanced math class, keep this in mind) how many cards were in a deck of cards I thought to myself, "Did you just ask that?" Like come on, you are in advanced math, not Pump Algebra 1, not Math Applications, but FST. Holy shit.

Ah...I'm done. Until tomorrow, my friend.