So, the Asshole of the Month of May Award goes to...
Do I even need to fucking explain? Well, he's a 15-year-old New Yorker who is what I describe, a complete fucking poser. I'd kick his ass if I met him, seriously. If he just approaches me and keeps talking shit like he does, I would sock the complete shit out of him like if it were a movie. I'd do it infront of Juice Shack or the parking lot of Carl's Jr., right next to my school. Now that would be funny, and I could round up his buddies Sinitron and StagB (or whatever the dude's name is) and fire .45-cal rounds at them pointedly execution-styled.
Okay, I don't hate them that much, but I think they deserve to get beat up for all of the malicious incidents they have caused. And it's not like I'd care if they were faced with spraying bullets because they are really asking for it.
It's 1:00 AM here, a school night, so I better make this brief as possible, and catch some nighttime shut-down. Life has been generally boring and confusing for me lately.I've been taking 100mg of Zoloft on a nearly-daily basis, and it's been helping somewhat I believe. School is ending in a good two weeks which I hope goes by fast. It'd be funny if somebody did something to disturb a school functioning on the last day, like set up smoke bombs or fireworks. Would be awesome. And Mrs. Killian's eyes are still creepy as hell, doing the weird twitching thing. It's like it's out of a movie! I better watch my back for these... eye sockets.
Take it easy.