Butterfingers
Well crap I would have to say that today went right through my hands. I messed it up, but everything I did made it the way it was. It started out pretty great, although I was freakin tired from yesterday. So i go to first and second period, which i mainly blew off due to my anticipation of going to the hospital third period. We were off and so was this great day. As usuall Bowden the faggot is going also but i try to igore the fact that he is with us. It all went good getting my pictures and getting my second PPD shot. THe only bad thing was Matt Massey was being pretty annoying and gay but i didnt give a damn. Well, while sitting down i was listening and talking with some of my friends and Bowden sits next to me. Well the girls that he is talking to are talking about all this stuff so i start listening to them. Knowing Bowden he always has to say shit to me and he talks some crap and tell me to turn around and some other gay stuff. Well i ignore him and crack some jokes with my friends. THe bus ride home was pretty bad. The bus was so packed it was three or more to seats.
ANd I, of all people, have to sit in a four person seat. So i have to sit on this girl and man she needs to just stop flirting with me. I wanted to just throw her out the window, but shes cool though. Just anoyying and nasty. Well Guess who has to say some more crap. You guessed it. SO he thinks he'll be cool and say more crap to me. Well im getting pretty pissed although i havent said anything. I told Cooley that i was gonna knock Bowden out. Well we get back right before D lunch. I am doing fine. THat it until J. Want decides to come and tell me i wasnt supposed to play any at all thursday. He told me some more stuff and i was like WTF. I didnt take it worth a grain of salt. SO i just talked to my friends and started eating. Isnt it funny that the same parasites will keep coming back for more irritation. He just sits down, grabs my food and says im just gonna eat a little bit. Damn that fat ass. I tried to get it back before i lost my temper and he has to push me and eat it. Being it anyone else, i wouldnt have gotten that pissed, but i revved back and punched him in the face. He was right next to me so i knew it wasnt that good of a hit but it still swelled up his eye and turned just a little purple. For the rest of the day that was it. No more of his fat-ass, funny-wanna-be, gay comments. Soon enough it was football practice, and man i had no energy at all. I was almost dead. In addition to that it was so freakin hott. I drank plenty of water and practice ended early. Everything that happened at home, well, that is a whole other story. Prolonging many hours of explaining. But the bast part of my day is expecting the conversation with Mere. man she makes it all fade like the memory of my last play on the field after a hard fought battle while on defense. Off to homework and Bible.
Posted by esteclesstud
at 9:37 PM CDT