This man threatened me on the train.
Heroes don’t die.
Story behind the picture: Man I accidently bumped into while getting on the train. Tells me “push me again.” I just reply with a quick and simple “okay” and he gives me this look like I just slaughtered his daughter. The whole train ride I’m scouting him out thinking like, “maybe i should push him again” like, honestly, scouting him out. “okay his knuckles don’t look that tough, plus he probably can’t reach under his waist so i should stay low and keep punching him from there”, like, seriously, thinking of ways I can hurt the random man. I’m insane.
Shitty day. Too pissed from my Chinese class. So I didn’t wait to see pretty girl next period. Didn’t see pretty girl. Fucked up on my Global quiz. Left. Saw pretty girl. Too pissed to say anything nice or something like that, so I said a quick bye, and walked off all badass cause I wasn’t in the best of moods. Went to gym. Jocky douchebag football player decides to share a locker with me after multiple times of me telling him to eat a dick. Whatever. Gym. Cardio is very good, now working on speed. Woodshop, fucking nails keep getting bent, I just want to hammer them in what the fuck, stop getting bent. I go to the Library for lunch to do my global homework. OH LOL LEMME RIP OUT THE PAGE WHERE ALFRED HAS TO DO THE HOMEWORK. Great fucking luck. I sit around for 40 minutes hungry, thirsty, and bored. Fucking rage. I head over to Geometry class. Whatever, people are stupid, I am smart, ladida, same old bullshit. Chemistry class, teacher still out of comission and I start sleeping again.
Should’ve cut English class. Whatever. It’s cool. Nothing occured. No work, as a matter of fact, no work for the next two weeks. And apparently they’re training some new kid. I’m definitely losing my job.
Got some whipped cream. Nitrious Oxide is mad nauseating. <_<
Went home. Procrastinated till like 6. Whatever.
Did Chem Lab and Global(some of it) I noticed I work a lot harder when I’m typing stuff as opposed to putting it down on paper.
I’M OUT, ABC YA
