My 8th grade year just went to hell!
A few weeks ago, I told a fellow classmate that her friend (the one I formerly loved) was a whore, and I didn't care if she told. And so, she got very pissed and started flaming my inbox with threats, blasphemy, a bunch of names, and saying gay comments.
I would have came up with better stuff had I have thought of it at that time. Well, I'm not really mad, as shrieked by her. I simply built up my defense of words and set up plots against her, one of which gave me the inspiration for "The Dickrider", calling her little group "Da 5" (NPMNS) a bunch of dickriders.
Where it got worse:
As I got to school for Orientation (sucks, right?), I was told that I might potentially be in the exact same class next year because we have to do Spanish II. I believe there might be a 3 on 5 fight, with my boys and I winning, because of our high quality structures. Before that, though, my friends and I got some pranks to pull next year.
- Mood:
Wow! - Listening to: "Heroes of Our Time" - Dragonforce
- Reading: My Detailed Mind
- Watching: My Imagination
- Playing: Flash Games