You probably can’t see it, but I got paid about 160 here. BAM, FIRST PAY CHECK OF 2009<3
So today, was the first day back to school from our Holiday vacation. I woke up at my usual time of 6:30, and went straight for my shower. The back pains had lessened, but their presence was still noted. So I took a shower for fifteen minutes and went out.
I caught the early train to school today! Except there were only two entrances for our school this morning so for some weird reason so everybody was crowding around trying to get in, it was a large hassle. Then you had some douchebags cutting everyone screaming “I HAVE CANCER” LOLOLOLOL DIS KID SURE IZ CLEVER!!!!11!!
So then comes first period class. Chinese. Everything was going swell until she gave us a quiz. I wasn’t prepared, and with failure not being an option, I did what any guy did. I cheated. But then it turned out the kid next to me didn’t know that much neither 
He helped me out with SOME stuff, at least.
They say time heals a lot of things. I decided to put that theory to test today. It’s been 10 whole days where I haven’t seen my previous investments. My previous FAILED investments. Everytime I thought I had gotten over it, I’d see the investments the next day, they were prettier and prettier everyday, and things looked like they could pick up for me. But they never did. I knew I had to get away from this, insincere investment. So today I wondered, if seeing them again after 10 days would I still be addicted to this gambling? Fortunately, for me, I had escaped. Out of their grasps. And into a new one. I felt a very warm embrace today. A match made in Heaven had set the fires in Hell.
So then came Gym class. Everything was fine, my teacher understood my back issue and I didn’t have to run. I didn’t tell him until we had to run, so at first we were doing warm ups like stretching, and that was KILLING me. Walter da African enjoys wearing Pajamas. He’s mad African.
Nothing interesting really happened in Wood Shop, and so, we move onto Lunch. There must be something going on today with lack of entrances, because my usual route their ID scanning system was wonked out and so I couldn’t go that way. I tried going the other way (as did everyone else) and it was packed, and I had no time to wait, so I tried sneaking towards the front, then getting caught by crazy black lady. So I went downstairs and came back up, around.
Lunch time, I get about two cups of milk and potato chips. Not enough nutrition. By now I’ve drank about 4 cups of milk, 2 from the morning and 2 from lunch. Now, I have spastic Lactose Intolerance, because sometimes I can drink gallons of milk and be fine and others I’ll drink 2 cups and my stomach will die. Today was one of those days where my stomach was going to die. It didn’t come until after Geometry, however.
Geometry class, the teacher didn’t ask where I was the last day, which was fine for me. Then he began explaining some confusing things which I THINK I understand, but not completely. However, since I sit right in the front and the topic, is not exactly DINOSAURS AND BOOBS it’s not that interesting and I began to fall into a daze. But since I sit in the front I can’t exactly sleep, so I’m always attempting to force myself to stay awake. It’s torture. Whenever we have free time in this class, most kids get up, and start talking to eachother. I sleep. The weird part is, after this class, I’m awake as shit, even if I don’t sleep.
Chemistry class we had a substitute teacher, (CRAZY GUIDO DAWG) So I’m just messing around with people, and HOLY SHIT KRAMER HAS REACHED LEVELS OF ANNOYANCES THAT WAS NOT KNOWN TO MAN BEFORE.
Yo I bet I can beat your ass in Brawl.
Okay.
No seriously I’ll fuck you up.
Okay.
Yo I’m mad good at Brawl.
Okay.
You wanna play me?
Okay.
This nigra girl passes down the worksheet assigned to be collected and since I don’t have any answers I decide to take a look at it. Then she jumps into this nigra rage fucking screaming “YO DATZ MINE SON” And just snatches it out and gives me this death glare like I just raped her mother or something. Chemistry class is when my stomach starts acting up, and I’m able to hold it in for a real long time. Every now and then my stomach began to cramp up, and my whole body got chills, and I had to lay my head down and breath in and out very deeply. It was like I was a dying fish. I did this about 3 times the whole class.
So English class comes, and the man pretty much has no control over the class, so we just messed around for a long time, talking about New Year’s Resolutions with him and all that junk. I didn’t learn anything today in English class. Oh yeah, more stomach pains also.
Then I went to work. And I walked into one of the doctor’s offices, and she was reading Twilight. This is some shit. LET THE TWIHYPE DIE PEOPLE. IT’S NOT ENTERTAINING. That’s about everything that’s interesting so far about the day.
My day is winding down now and I’m going to go sleep.
AIGHT THEN
