fucking blue day

Listening to: some snoop dogg stuff
Feeling: bitchy
well today was...........meh well... the small shits not important today. when i got to school i saw jordan and some other dude walk up and into the school. as i got out and saw more i was like holy fuck paul is here(paul is 9th gd.) and i'm freaking out like omg what is he doing here and all this shit. i walk up the stairs and towards where i see them, pretending to ignore them (i dont think they're mad at me, but i need to be "mad" at them no matter.... what) and after this kid pushes through paul comes over and like grabs my shoulders and goes "have you seen arjay???" and i said no, and he goes "well teh good news is she's not leaving" i look at him for a sec like what the fuck and he goes "do you know where she might be?" and i said "she's probably in the math and englihs building for spanish" and paul turns to jordan who is just sort of standing there and goes "WHERE IS THAT??? TAKE ME THERE!!!" and jordan goes "no man i have to stay up here for my class" and i was justa bout to offer to take him to there,(id rather be fucking late to gym than have all people freaking out) and all of a sudden jordan jumps into him and paul stumbles towards me and then falls sideways into a fucking door. then paul jumped back at jordan and slammed him into his locker. the sweetest expression of agony pain and suffering overtook his face. i'm assuming(hoping) that his frog muscle in his arm got slammed into the little combo thing and puller. so... school in and of itself was okay. in second arjay was like determined to get all of the details out of me and to know what the fuck happened with paul and jordan. we got like no work done in 7th because we were both so off. she had a bruise on her eyelid from faling into her island when she was weak from crying yesterday after kelly yelled at her and all that shit. she just sat there with her head in her hands, playing with the bruise on her eye and hte ones on her arm. she shared her iPod with me. i just sat there trying to sort out my own thoughts. quietish during lunch and in 8th. wellt ahts pretty much it. really eventful day, but not so important. i seriously fuckinghope my dad doesnt takes us to the goddamned state fair tonight. can we say OMFG NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! ?
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