2005-09-14 - 11:02 p.m.
Well diaryboy this one is gonna be the fastest end of a relationship on record.
Cindy aka Candy is not sweet. She's upset that i've been hanging after school with Tracy and are friends working on the Golden World and that i've been hanging with Collen on the schools newspaper.
Colleen took control of the schools paper, since Marsha Marsha gone and she heard about my quasi conservative views and she asked me to write about some shit to put in the newspapers first printing due out this morning.
So i did. I wrote about how we were living in a historical times, that this president is gonna be appointing 2 supreme court justice and one of them the chairman of the court. And how the court should get a lot more conservative then its been in years. Or how we show is Bushboy doesn't screw over Christian right that put his ass into power.
I mention briefly how the court had just said by a vote of 5for and 4 against that it was constitutional for a city in our state to take the property of a citizen, because the city wanted to make it a more productive taxable property, and on and on. The paper gave me 3/4 of the page. Shit i'm a regular Lois LaneBOY.
Anyway, Cindy accused me of taking Tracy's side on their 7th grade break up. All i said was that then needed to get over it..
ANYWAY forget the whys, i was willing to try the relationship thing, but im not gonna jump into this dramafest.
I told her already that it didn't seem like this love thing was gonna work and she walked away, so i'm gonna let this school week go by, but this weekend i'm gonna put an end to all this unwanted drama.
The girls have been talking about this new show called sweet sixteen and now this girl name Jody which i'm told is short for Josafina is gonna be having her sweet sixteen next month which i'm told has pissed off Rebecca who was suppose to have a monster before the beginning of school big ass party but only had a small crappy ass one.
So now its said that Jody is inviting 200 students but she's excluding Rebecca and most of the coolest of the cool in school, richest of the rich, and flyest of the fly from her party. Including yours truly.
The word is that everyone hates my not wearing the same underwear's, sock, and tee shirts, ripping up that anti give to Katrina hundred dollar bill, and other shit that those of lesser class and wealth are bound to hate about me.
The funny thing is that over the summer without realizing it for days, i started wearing then washing my tee shirts, dew to the fact that whenever i was outside in that oppressive humidity i sweated into my tee shirts or got them damp so fast that i was changing tee shirts 3,4, 5 times a day so without thinking about it i started washing, folding and re-wearing my tee shirts, and even my socks but i never washed my underwear's and re-wore any of them.
I refuse to wear the same pair of underwear because lets face it diaryboy, they cover my asshole and i ain't wearing shit twice that covers my asshole. I can affort to stockpile a months worth of brand new underwears. And as it cools i'll go back to the no used tee shirts again. The sock i will wear twice, thrice, but no more then that,
Then i hear some people didn't like me telling Mr Rosen that i didn't do manual labor when he asked me and another guy to pick some chairs and bring them to another room.
But fuck them, i don't lift shit and bring them anywhere, i don't do manual labor and i ain't ashame to say so. I fift weight to build my body up but i don't move chairs and shit, thats what laborors are for.
So now all those, "alway wanted to be", upper middle class and lower middle class bottom feeders at school are talking all about the party of the century, and how those of us who are anyone won't be there.
Just who does this Jody ho think she is? If her papa has the means to pay for such a party then shes should be among us, the elite, and not them low life bottom feeding middle class poor ass students. But she isn't and never was the type so now shes planning and everyones talking about this suppose to be the party of the century, party.
DINOBOY
