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Post by [ hardyrex ] on Feb 13, 2010 10:26:54 GMT -5
WELCOME. NOW, GO AWAY.
YOU SEE, after seeing all the reactions to my wacky life ( although allie has me beat by dressing up as snookie, kudos to you ) I've decided to keep track of all my adventures and stuff for you to enjoy. :'D
So, in this journal, when something CRAZZZY happens in my life, I shall post it here. And many complain about some things. And be totes biased. You know, the norm.
SO ENJOY. <3
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Post by [ hardyrex ] on Sept 15, 2010 15:29:45 GMT -5
ACID TRIPS, ANGRY TEACHERS, AND TERRORIST CANADIANS
THE start of my day was pretty boring, as it always is. I wake up, roll around on my bed, check FoF on my phone, throw a sock at Crow, get dressed, and get on the bus. Bus ride itself was pretty lame, Hannah was asleep and Josh was being stupid and Kayla was just Kayla, and I hate everyone else. When I got to school was when the fun began, because just as soon as I walked in I saw Rebecca and ran towards her and pretty much tackled glomped her. c: After that, the bell rang so I had to go to art. We watched the end of a movie called Yellow Submarine.
Now, this movie, if you haven't seen it, is pretty much one big acid trip to a bunch of Beatles songs. Which means it amazing. It was made in 1962 by United Artists over there in Rololand. You guys have awesome movies. :'D
NOOOOW, my second class of the day, Small Animal Care, is where all fun began. Let it be noted that I HATE the teacher with a burning passion. <3 So, its about half-way through the class, and me, Devan, and my friend Brooke are all sitting there playing cards. Ms. Sutherland ( teacher man lady ) gets up and tells us we gotta define some words. Okay, no big. Only 23. So, she's still up there talking and stuff, and everyone is getting paper and not really paying attention and stuff. She finally realizes no one cares, and asks if we are listing to her. I, being the good, honest student that I am, tells her the truth. <3
"Not really."
She turns into a dragon and burns me and brooke into nothing She snaps her head over to me and Brooke and asks us which one of us said that. Everyone gets all quiet and is all 'What', and I say, "I don't know who said it." and calmly get my paper out of my notebook. Brooke just sits there and says "I didn't say it." and asks me for a piece of paper. Ms Sutherland starts complaining about how she knows one of us said it, and waits for one of us to confess. ( Yeah, right. ) Me and Brooke ( Who she thinks did it because she like, stared at her the whole time. :/ ) just sit there staring at her, and she ( finally ) realizes that we're not going to say who said it and starts complaining about how she hardly makes us do anything ( BUWHAHAHA lies ) and she so nice ( she's a liar. ) and we shouldn't disrespect her and blah blah blah. She goes back to her desk, me and Brooke look at each other and I try not to bust out laughing and Brooke smiles and shakes her head, and we happy do our voc. and then the bells rings and we leave loling our arse off. c:
Third period was Chemistry, and the only thing we did in there was get yelled at and take a test. I guess the only thing worth saying is that I check FoF out ( I'M ALWAYS WATCHING O-O ) at this time of day. Lunch hits, then back to chem, and bell rings.
Moving on the my last class of the day, English, we talk about American history and how Ben Franklin tried to be what he says as a perfect human, and everyone talked about how Canada and London ( not England, but London. they're too stupid to know that London is the name of a city and not the whole UK. ._. ) are full of stupid people ( LIES. ) and how my teacher is a Canadian Terrorist ( I don't even know. ) and George Washington. Then the final bell rang, I got on the bus, got off the bus, and got on FoF to tell you this. <3
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Post by [ hardyrex ] on Nov 6, 2010 9:14:49 GMT -5
You know, FoF, you know you have talent when you are the seventh wheel. Yup. Last weekend on Saturday I was invited to my friend's Halloween party. It was Hannah and Josh, Shian and Tree, Rebecca and Ryan, and finally me. Yup. Seventh wheel. I mostly hung out with Rebecca and Ryan because they're about the most modest teenage couple you can find around here ( srsly. ) and talked to them. The whole party was pretty much a big cuddle moment for everyone (but me) and it sucked. Heather's party the day before was much funner. Totes! We sang, we played tag, we played some freaky version of hide-and-go-seek, we ate pizza, I hid in every photo we had (I was Waldo) we went apple bobing and drowned each other, and we danced. Had a great time, even if Nolyn (Who was dressed as Thor) fell on his face and slid down a hill on just his face. ;; I felt bad for him so I left him wear my Waldo hat. All the neighbors game me strange looks. -fistpump- The Wednesday before Heather's party, our school had a bomb threat. Me and my little group of awesome friends were just sitting there, eating lunch and talking about WoW ( of course ) when an announcement on the intercom said something along the lines of "We are having a evacuation drill. Every student and facility member must report to the gym immediately." Everyone in lunch was all "D<" and it was so obvious it wasn't a drill because it was during lunch. So we sat in there for about an hour not knowing what was going on, and soon word got around it was a Bomb Threat. Everyone was all "Wry we in gym what" and soon Mr. Jackson ( principal ) was all "Blah blah blah this wasn't a drill blah blah blah Stay in the gym for another hour blah" and we were all "NOOOO ;;" because you have the whole school in the gym and it was really hot. e.e Luckily they let us move around and me and my friends spent the rest of the day throwing glitter at each other. :'D And no there wasn't a bomb and the person got arrested just the other day. Dude guys, its snowing. Right now. And the ground is turning white. WHY. I don't want it to snow. D<
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Post by [ hardyrex ] on Nov 16, 2010 6:44:11 GMT -5
This is less of "My Crazy Life" and more of "The Reason I Won't be on FoF Much Anymore". You see, to be honest, FoF kinda....bores me now. Not much is gonna on right now ( Me not coming on isn't helping ) and well, its always the same old role plays. Nothing really ~different~ is out there I could type up that I really want to role play, so every post I do anymore is just some ugly forced writing that screams "I didn't want to type this but I did anyway". I don't want to force my writing anymore, because that makes me hate role playing and make it feel like its a chore I gotta do. And that's the last thing I want FoF to be. ;; Another thing, my grades are funk-terrible. Its not FoF's fault, its mine, but taking away the internet is going to help me focus on my school grades. I don't think I can bring up Small Animal Care, but there is still some hope for Chemistry and English. I already failed Geometry because I didn't do the work, and I don't want that to happen again. Lastly, my wonderful family has found a way for me to volunteer at Victoria's (I think she's my cousin. O.o /no idea ) animal vet place, doing kennel work. I've always wanted to do something like this, so I'll be spending most of my time on that instead of internet/xBox/whatever stuff.
I don't want to completely leave FoF. I just need a break or something. Too much of a good thing is bad thing, you know. :c I'll still be on, of course. <3 Something important happens, then I'll be happy to help with it and stuff, but I won't have as much time.
SO YEAH.
Peace out, FoF ~ <3
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Post by [ hardyrex ] on Dec 12, 2010 9:47:02 GMT -5
So, I'm failing two of my four classes. Small Animal Care and Chemistry. Small Animal Care isn't really that important to me, so if I told you I cared I'd be lying. But chemistry is another problem. I don't want to fail that class. Yeah, I can take another class to get the credit, but I don't want to fail it. You know, I wouldn't even have took the class had I known I didn't have to, but the lady at school told me that I gotta take chemistry because everybody's classes gotta be perfect and blah blah blah. BS. Speaking of school failing, I learned something last year. Toward the end of the year, me and Hannah were being, as much as I hate to admit it, bullied. Yeah, classic, huh? Well, after about a week, I told my parents about it because the whole "Ignore them and they'll get bored" thing wasn't working. So they called the school and everything turned out rainbows, right? Ha. You make me laugh. We couldn't even get a hold of the school about the problem until I used Senor Rose's "Report Bullying and Stuff Here" site. Its pretty pathetic that I had to bring up a teacher who had nothing to do with it into the mess because my parents couldn't get a hold of anybody. Well, me and Hannah were called down and talking ensured and everything by this point was supposed to turn out just fine. Expect it didn't, because when we got on the bus we were moved to the two front seats and away from each other. We were like "WTF" but didn't say anything on the bus ride, oh, but those two girls had a hayday with it. Well, next day my dad took me to school so I could go to Mr. Jenkins and ask why we were separated on the bus. Turns out that was just a misunderstanding and fixed right up, I couldn't hold it against the bus driver. He has one of the worst jobs in the world, doncha know. :C But those girls wouldn't just leave us alone, and me and Hannah gave up on the school doing anything about it. There was only one week of school left, so we toughed it out until then. Nothing has happened this year, but I've been dragged into a fight without even knowing it. O.o
For me, it would have been easier and more effective if I just punched them in the face. A lot. Would have felt nicer too then running away with your tail in between your legs to someone else.
And adults wonder why kids don't tell them about bullying.
OH ABOUT THAT BOMB THREAT. The girl who did it wrote a note in the bathroom, then took that note to the office herself because she didn't want to go to class. Well, she did pretty good, because you'll never go to class at my school again. Dumbarse.
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