Crap. Atlantic City, Binghampton, and Albany sold out the day the tickets were released.

We called the 2nd day they were released.

-.- No concert for me. ;-;

I went out to Target and I found a HUMONGOUS frisbie, half the size of my body. I was tossing it at my brother and he threw it hard. So I threw it with all my strength and it accidently flew over 4 isles and I had to run before the employees found me. -.-

CACA! Me and my mother are trying to get some Green Day concert tickets. We called ticketmaster today and they ran out already.

The guy on the phone said to call like every half hour if we really want them.

Sure..

Yea..

No.

My mother was like "You're not standing infront of the stage, they'll rape you and push you." Are you kidding me? Only a retard would get pushed and raped, especially if they walk into the mosh pit.

Poo. She wants us to sit in the back of the room on the elevated floor. -.-

IM BLIND! I'm going to be listening to little specks playing the guitar and singing.

OH, now I remember what I was going to do - write on my xanga. Lol..

Well let me update joo.

I got my schedule and it was crap. I HAVE MUSIC! :-| My lunch period is at SIXTH period, I want it back at 4th.. I tried to change it to have at least 1 class with Vero, but it didnt work out.

All my classes were advanced to honors so all my friends from last semester are gone. :( I miss Wendy, Carlos, Sonya, Mike, Melissa, Shaun, etc etc. Oh well.

My teachers are O.K. BUT MY GOD! MY STUPID GOLBAL STUDIES TEACHER IS A WHINING GIRAFFE! GOD! She's so freaking tall and she's always complaing "Ohhh my god guys, you're boring, you don't participate.."

Shut

up

you

giraffe.

HAH! I just remembered, today my old english teacher (Mr. Cerini who freaking rocks) came into my english class with a pink mask (like a masquerade mask) and a pink hawaiin flower necklace crap.

He came to the door and put his hands on his hips and he walked around just to scare the kids who were still staring down at their paper.

Then he came to the corner were I was sitting and he yelled "MY PRETTIES!" and he hugged me and my friend Lillian behind me. I was happy to see him, I haven't seen anyone, teacher and friend alike, from last semester.

OH AND I'M VERY ANGRY! O.O

*explodes*

My gay english group was doing a project, A GROUP, GROUP MEANS MANY PEOPLE, PROJECT MEANS WORK!

People + work  = TEAM WORK

I ended up doing ALL the work (8 questions) and we had 3 days to do it.

WTF. That really isn't fair. And the little arse head in my group looked at the summary I did (I was also the summarizer -.-) and said "There's too many I's in here."

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN TOO MANY?!

My arse. There wasn't enough I's because I wrote a whole damned paragraph about the lazy slug.

AND HIS PICTURE WAS A PIECE OF CRAP THAT REALLY IS BELOW CRAP ITSELF.

Ugh. I hate them all.