2006-8-29 - 11:33 p.m.
Well diaryboy Today i made bold.
I got my basketball out of my car and dribbled to the back of the school and the court i had seen from the hallway the day before.
I was alone for less then a minute when a few guys had followed me to the court.
I was suprise to see a bunch of pinic tables and that the court looked brand new with new bleechers. I figured and when i asked i was right, the court and shits must have been build during the summer.
After awhile a bunch of students were behind the school sitting on the bleeches and tables.
After a few mintues someone said we have 5 minutes before the bell would ring, and just then i got the ball and moved in for the first dunk on that court. BOOM, a few guys clapped and i could see a bunch of girls checking the scene,
Just then trouble came up in the form of the basketball coach, whom i thought was just another teacher, but wasn't. He came out yelling for everyone to get off the court and bleeches, and for the basketball.
The sheep fled off the court like sheeps do, moving as fast as they could, not knowing or wondering why, they just knew something bigger and badder then them commanded them to me. I told the guy with the ball to give me my ball and i drove to the hoop and dunked it again.
I just didn't like the way the teacher had demanded and even more how the sheeps ran. I AM NO FUCKING SHEEP and i don't jump 10ft just become some wannabe bad ass demanded me to.
The coach got pissed and came on the court yelling give me that ball. I told him it was my ball and i was gonna put it in my car. He told me NO, you lost that ball when you put it on my court. So i did the only thing i could. I checked out the school height and said you want this ball go get it and i kicked it 3 storied up the ball flew over the edge and disappeared. Everyone had been watching.
The coach started coming toward me when i decided that i better get the fuck out of dodge. I grabbed my book bag and took off running threw the crowd. Everyone started laughting as the coach yelled for me to stop.
During a few classes people reconized me and we laughted about it. At lunch time it was time to pay the piper. The coach stood at the head of the table in the aiale. And pointed his finger to me and bend it signaling for me to come to him. At first i thought of telling him to stick that finger up his ass because i wasn't no damn dog to be signaled too.
But lets face it diaryboy it was the first week of school, and i wasn't scared of this coach motherfucker. So i went to him and first he said that i didn't think he would find me and some other boasting shit then he told me that he better not catch me on that court again.
I stood there pissed that i was letting this asshole punk me out in front of the whole school, but then my inner self flashed a vision of my stopping by that night, and throwing a can of paint on his court which gave me this Evil Yummy feeling inside. YES i thought i can do that.
I would do it.
After a few more threats he told me to sit back down. I did as i was told and heard some people giggleing at me as i went back to sit down.
I introducted myself to most of the A group students at schoo and good some good feedback.
What do they said, bad news about yourself is better then no news at all.
DINOBOY
