| It's SO fucking 80's.
.................................................I LOVE IT. http://youtube.com/watch?v=mcMzqbiycVQ
I like the part where he drinks from the bottle.
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Oh yeah, watch this one too.
Especially if you were too dumb to watch the first one.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=ImmLoto4dSo&mode=related&search
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P.S.
THE DUDES ARE DOING A FEATURE FILM!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
.................It's pro'lly gonna suck.....................................
http://imdb.com/title/tt0787475/
I heart Andy Samberg.
Akiva & Jorma should get more credit though.
They're so gay with each other. It's fucking adorable.
At least they get to be writers for Saturday Night Live.
But Andy gets to fucking act in it.
If I were Jorm or Kiv, I'd be pissed.
http://thelonelyisland.com/episodes.html
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"I hope that you die."
-Bob Dylan
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Sean - "Do you want the red gumball or the white one?"
Me - "I dunno, surprise me."
Sean - " Ok, you get the red one."
Me - "Cool! That's the one I wanted!"
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Thursday, April 5th, late night
Man, this week has been pretty crazy awesome to the max...kinda.............On Sunday, me and Michael walked to Meijer, and spent $15 on gum. Oh, plus I stayed home last Friday. That fact might be important somehow, so there it is. And I was supposed to do my rehearsal for the Romeo & Juliet Performance I had to do in English that day, so it was pretty X-Treme of me to get sick. I was scared I'd lose my voice, because my group was assigned to do the actual "real deal" performance on Tuesday, and the teacher said if we couldn't do it the day we were assigned, we wouldn't get another chance. I wonder what he would've done if I'd shown up, but couldn't talk at all.........Ah, whatevs........So anyway, I had to do the rehearsal when I got back on Monday. And it sucked. Cuz I was planning on doing the worst acting job possible, and pretty much standing up there stiff, reciting lines. But he made us do all this extra stuff, cuz he's a drama freak, and that's pro'lly the only reason we had to do this assignment. I guess I'd rather perform a scene than write an essay though. Ok, so then it was Tuesday, and I was all freaked out nervous all day, until 5th hour, when it came our turn. And we sucked major monkey balls. I totally thought I had my lines down, but of course that was just me convincing myself to be lazy. So I messed up a little, then another person skipped like a whole passage, and everyone else was messed up, and it ended up a horrible disaster. But I wasn't really nervous at all the whole time we were up there, which is slightly weird.....Except that I've been feeling X-tremely neutral lately about everything, like I just don't give a shit about anything, and nothing excites me, or devastates me or anything, and I kinda feel like lester from American Beauty. And it kinda creeps me out. But the feeling quickly passes of course, because of my "neutrality". Anywho, we got our grades on Wednesday, and my whole group all got scores in the C range, and mine was highest for some reason. I didn't really read the teachers comments, cuz I was scared of being told the bad stuff I already knew. You know how that goes. Woah, that puts us at Today. A'ight, today was pretty spectacular. We had a party in Civics, except only like 6 people brought stuff. We had 2 cakes, some cookies, one 2 liter of pop, one can of pringles, some forks, and 2 plates. GooDTimeS. Then I turned in some late stuff for my term paper on why pot should be legal, and Munson told me she'd grade it and I had to come back after school to pick it up, so I'd have it to write my rough draft over break. Then Katy and I went to TV & Radio, and we were supposed to be typing the script for this radio drama we had to write, which is a whole 'nother story that I'll write later, and you pro'lly won't read. But there weren't any available computers, so for the rest of the hour, Katy slept on the floor, and I did my science homework whilst sending her text messages. Then I went to Science, and I turned in the shit I'd just done in 2nd hour. Then we had a quiz, and the guy next to me started looking over at my paper, so I wrote "Fuck off" on it, and he started chortling, and he was like, "Ok, I get ya." But I had the feeling he didn't, so on the next page I wrote "I didn't study", which was pretty true. Then after the quiz he was like, "So, you didn't study?" and I was like "nope." And by asking me that, he proved that he had in fact looked at my paper again after saying he got the message the first time. But anyway, we had a good chortle over the whole event, and then it was lunch time, and Shelagh made me buy her pop, cuz she was busy or some shit. So I went down and got Emily, and she went with me to get food. And it seemed like it took forever. Like way longer than usual. But we were talking the whole time, and I don't even remember what about. And that's kinda unsettling.......And while we were in line, Alec came up and asked to steal my iPod. And I told him the battery in my headphones was almost dead, but he could take it if he found me a new battery. Then I went to math, and ate while I did my homework, and Alec came and said he couldn't find any triple A's, only double A's,
and I was like, "Where'd you look?"
and he was like, "My mom's office"
and I was like, "Does she work here?"
and he was like, "No, but her office is here."
And then I stopped asking questions. Then we had a test, and I was 68% confident in my answers. And after I turned in my test, and went back to my seat, Mr. Brink came up and sat down in the empty seat in front of me, and turned to me and said real quiet and awkward, "I really need you to take your sunglasses off. And your headset. You don't need them." and I was like".......ok.." Then he got up and left. And I took off my awesome Bob Dylan sunglasses THAT WEREN'T HARMING ANYONE and I took my headphones THAT WEREN'T EVEN TURNED ON off my neck, and I got really, really, really, super depressed. And pissed. I've been wearing those headphones around my neck all semester, in every class, and I never even use them during math class, because he doesn't let us use electronic shit in his classroom. And he's never said anything until today. And what the fuck is wrong with my awesome sunglasses? Does he think that because I'm wearing dark glasses I'm all of a sudden some criminal, and I'm about to pull out a gun or something? Cripes. So anyway, I was really sad. Then I went to English, and I was still sad. And I put my sunglasses back on, and I told Mariko about how Mr. Brink made me take 'em off, and now I was really sad. And then I started wondering if Mr. Sabo would make me take 'em off. Even though I wore them yesterday, and he didn't say anything. But then again, Mr. Brink didn't say anything yesterday either.......And then, like 2 seconds after I stopped talking to Mariko, Mr. Sabo comes up and he's like, "Do you wear those in all your classes?"
and I was like, "Well, my 4th hour teacher made me take them off, and now I'm sad."
And he was like, "Why?"
and I was like, "Cuz he made me take 'em off!"
and he was like "Oh, well, I don't care. You can wear 'em in here."
and I was like, "Yay!".
So I've found new appreciation for Mr. Sabo.
Then we watched other groups perform their Romeo & Juliet scenes. Then I went to Photography, and I started to wonder if Mr. Lutz would make me take my sungalsses off. And then when he called my name for attendance, he noticed them, and he got all excited or some shit, and called them "Vacation glasses". And that is most certainly not what they are. They are Bob Dylan glasses. But I didn't correct him. And then Alex asked me if I was going to California, and I was like, "No.." and then I thought about what a random question that was. I mean, I guess it was relevent to the whole "vacation glasses" thing, but why does that mean I'm going to California? I'm actually not going anywhere over break....Well, anyway, then I did some work in da dark room, and I worked a few minutes past the bell. Then I turned in the stuff I'd done, and packed up my stuff, and went to Ms. Munson's room to pick up the stuff she'd graded. And when I got there she was talking to someone in the hall, so I waited...........Then she was like, "Go on in, honey, the door's open." So I went in the classroom, and waited more. And I didn't see the point in going in if I'd just be doing the same waiting as I was in the hall. So, eventually she came in, and got my stuff out, and said that turning it in moved my grade from an F to a C, even though my ouline was incomplete. So I was kinda happy. Then I thanked her, and left, and called Father Dearest on the way downstairs, because by now I'd missed the bus, and needed a ride. Then I went to the baffroom. then I went and waited outside, and texted Katy. Then Nate from photography class walked by, and I was like, "What up." Then Father Dearest came, and we drove off into the horizon, and he punch-bugged me.
And I was like, "Hey, that doesn't count, cuz it's...uh..cuz it's Spring Break now."
and he was like, "Don't you have class tomorrow?"
and I was like, "Nope."
and he was like "Cool. I wish I could go."
and I was like, "To class?"
and he was like, "No, go on Spring Break."
Then we went downtown and got Chinese food, and then we went home, and when we got there my uncle Ken was there.
And he was like, "Is that Chinese food?"
And Father Dearest was like, "Sure is."
And uncle Ken was like, "Oh good, just what I wanted."
And his Russian wife was like, "We just ate!"
And then I didn't laugh.
Then I practiced keyboard, then I ate, then uncle Ken left. Then I practiced Keyboard more. Then I went to keyboard lessons. Then I went to my mom's house, and downloaded Mr. Show skits from YouTube. Then I watched Futurama, and then I watched the next episode of Futurama, then I watched Family Guy, then I started writing this, and now it's 2 o'clock in the morning on Friday. And it's officially my parents' birthdays, and my mom has to work from noon to 9pm, and we didn't buy her presents yet. And tomorrow we're going to the Ark with our dad to see Gandalf Murphy and the Slambovian Circus of Dreams, and me and Sean paid for the tickets, so I guess that counts as our dad's birthday present. But I feel like we still have to get him something else, even though he never wants anything. And Sunday is Easter, and that's pro'lly when we're gonna celebrate my mom's birthday. And I'm way too tired to edit this long boring piece of crap, but I'll try anyway, cuz it'll pro'lly keep me up if I don't, even though I don't expect anyone to read it anytime soon. *Yawn*.......
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Gasp! This weekend was totally awesome to the max!!!!! *Sigh* *swoon* *happy jig* AMAZING.
Ok, you're gonna read this whole story, right now, or else I won't love you. Deal? Schweet. Alright, so on Friday night, I fell asleep on the couch at 8:00pm, watching Midnight Cowboy And I woke up at like 6:00am, and my dad was sleeping on the floor, and I'd have to step over him if I wanted to leave the room, and I didn't want to wake him up, so I had to lie there and carefully plan my escape. And I felt like absolute shit, because I have a cold, and those things are always ten times as sucky when you wake up in the morning. Also, (ready for this?) people kept walking through the house, doing shit, and for some reason I felt like I had to be alone when I got up, so I kept waiting for them to leave. I guess I didn't want anyone to see me that early, because I looked and felt like crap. So it took FOREVER until I had my chance to get up, at like 8:00am  . So then I went to the bathroom, and took some medicine, which was of the cherry variety, and tasted very much like disgusting cherry medicine, but a little bit delicious, and I pondered whether or not I really liked it. I decided I didn't. Then my dad woke up, and made pancakes, then I watched a couple random scenes from No Direction Home. Then I went to my moms house, and she was working in the backyard, and I just went upstairs and laid on my new bed for like an hour, and when I came downstairs she was in the livingroom, and she said she didn't know that I had been home all that time, and now that I think about it, that is an insulting statement. *sniff*. Okey doke, so some amount of time later, Sarah came over, and I washed my hair, and we went to rite-aid and spent 15 bucks on food to sneak into Pioneer, because we were going to see their Wizard of Oz play. Then we went to Pioneer, and met up with Jordan, who was waiting for Katy. Then we went inside and Sarah bought her ticket. Then we came out, and we all waited for Katy, and she was a whole 5 minutes late. Then she got there, and her and Sarah, who had never met before, were all, "Oh my god! You're awesome!!!" and, "Oh, you're awesome as well!!!" and they hugged, and it made me happy. Then we went in, and got seats, and ate a bunch of the food we'd snuck in. Then we watched the play, and it was awesome, and I had an awesome time, and I'm never going to stop saying "awesome". Then Jordan went home, and me and Sarah and Katy were gonna walk around the school, but some dude said we weren't allowed past A-hall. So we went outside, and we saw a skunk by the dumpster. Then we discovered that the door to E-hall wasn't locked, so we were gonna go in, but Katy was being a pansy. Then we found some stray playing cards, and Katy showed us her card trick, but it didn't work out quite as perfectly as it could of, because she wasn't fully prepared. Then we walked back inside A-hall, and out to the parking lot, and on the way, Sarah took one of the Wizard of Oz posters off a column, and gave it to me, and I was very happy. Then we went out to Sarah's car, and hopped in, and when we got up to main street, there was a sign by the road, advertising the play, and I was like, "Oh my god! I have to steal the sign!!!!!!!!" So I jumped out of the car and yanked it out of the ground, and jumped back in, and we zoomed off. Then on the way home, I wanted to sing Mr.Tambourine Man, and we were talking about how it's such a classic thing like in a movie or something, for some teenagers to be riding in a car at night, singing a song and laughing and shit, and then crashing and dying. You know how it is. So katy was like, "No!!! I don't want to die tonight! I want to die by swallowing a lit match and a flint stone, and then hiccuping until I spontaneously combust, setting off a shitload of fireworks that I've placed around my body!!" And we were all, "Schweet plan, dude." but I still wanted to sing Mr.Tambourine Man. But katy wouldn't let me, cuz she was afraid the whole "teenage fun gone wrong" thing would happen, and like she said, she didn't want to die that night. So we drove her home, then me and Sarah went to my house, and then Sarah left, and I fell asleep on the couch. (I still haven't slept in my new bed yet, and it got here on friday afternoon.) Then I woke up at like 11:00am this morning, and my mom was all, "Are you still sick?" and I was like, "mm." and she felt my forehead, and was like, "Man, if you're still sick tomorrow, I'm taking you to the doctor." And I was all, God Dammit, I just have a cold! The doctor isn't gonna do shit, I just have to wait for it to go away...
Then I took a shower, and watched the beginning of Bound for Glory, which is the movie version of Woody Guthrie's autobiography. Then Sarah came over, and we hung out, then we went to the mall, then we went to her house, and I got back my sungalsses that I left over there last weekend, and was deprived of them all week, and now I'm complete again. Then we went and picked up Katy, and went downtown, and did "FREE HUGS", and I took pictures for my photography assignment that's due on Tuesday. And we got hugged by a drunk guy, and it was scary, and awkward. I mean, he wasn't like inappropriate or anything, but he was just really drunk, and smelled bad, and his hugs were very long and creepy, and we ran. Then we went to Bubble Island and ate. Then it was like 8:00pm, and we had to go home, so we walked back to the car, careful not to run into the drunkard again. Then we stopped at my favorite street in my neighborhood, and we laid in the middle of the road, and it was awesome, and then we walked over to the duck pond, and played on the playground there that's really old and lonely and awesome. And then it was really dark, so we went back to the car, and dropped Katy off, and Then Sarah dropped me off, and now it's late, and I have to take a shower and go to bed. And I didn't do any of my homework, except for the photo shoot. And now I'm really excited to develop my film. *yawn* I'm not gonna edit this entry, cuz I ain't gots da time. So if there's a bunch of typos, screw you. Okey doke, I love everyone. Shine on, you "carzy" diamonds! I'm outtie.
P.S.
I decided I couldn't go to bed without editing this enrty. I must have OCD.....
But now it's over with, and I get to sleep on my new bed for the first time!!! WOOO!!!!
P.P.S.
My "new bed" is actually just a new mattress that I put on the floor,
becuase I'm an awesome hippie. I love me.....And you too, I s'pose.
Ok, now I'm seriously leaving.
And I'm never coming back.
And they didn't hear a sound, but a "tra-la-la" from Jack.
(I'll give you a "buy one get one half off" deal on FREE HUGS if you can tell me what children's book that's from.)
P.P.P.S.
Bed on the Floor
by Woody Guthrie
Make me a bed right down on your floor
Make me a bed right down on your floor
I'll lay my head in a bed on your floor
I'm a poor lonesome boy
I'm a long way from home
I'm a poor lonesome boy
I'm a long way from home
I'll lay my head in a bed on your floor
The sheriff's on my trail with a big forty-four
The sheriff's on my trail with a big forty-four
I'll lay my head in a bed on your floor
Clock strikin' midnight and daylight to go
Clock strikin' midnight and daylight to go
I'll lay my head in a bed on your floor
Bed on the floor love bed on the floor
Make me a bed right down on your floor
I'll lay my head in a bed on your floor
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Friday, June 15th, 7:12pm
Jebus Cripes, this was like the most amazing week of my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!
GodDAMN, where do I start? Well, on Monday, I guess. This is gonna be a LONG ass entry, so be prepared. Be Prepaaaaaaaared!!! Oh, Lion King, I love you forever......*swoon*......Woah, got off topic pretty easily there....Ok, so monday, I didn't have to go to school 'til 10:00am, so I got to sleep in somewhat, and then I got there at like 9:30am, because I had to get my locker fixed cuz it's been jammed since like November, and I had textbooks and shit in there that I had to turn in, not to mention the Sebastion magnet from that dude at Putt-Putt that is apparently madly in love with Luke. So, anyway, I walked in the front doors of the school, and out of the Little Theater they were blasting BOB DYLAN SINGING MR. TAMBOURINE MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy Shit, dude!! Do you have any idea how excited that made me?!?!?! But, see, I was all alone, and I was too scared to go in there to see what kind of amazing peopzles were listening to my lover. So I just called everyone. And Katy was the only one who actually answered, because she's always up at like 5:00am. So I was all, "Oh my god, this is awesome! Bob! Bob DYLAN! My lover! Little Theater! WOOO!!" Then I hung up, and went to the office, and I was all "Yo, my locker is jammed, and I need to fix it, and I also need the combination, cuz I forgot it during the 6 months I couldn't use it." So they gave me the combo, and sent a janitor up there. Then I went up to where my locker was and waited for the janitor.....and waited...and waited....Then she came! Oh boy! But she was, like, the most unfriendly person ever....and I was beguiled.....So she tried opening it with a key, and it didn't work, so she had to pry it open with some sort of TOOL. (Heheh...TOOL....Psh, what a joke....) Then I was like, "Thank you ever so kindly!" and she just grunted and walked away...... ..........So I got out Sebastion, and my algebra textbook, and a really messy notebook, and a box of crayons that have been in there since the beginning of the year because I needed them for art class, and never took them home. There was also a hat in there...And it wasn't mine......Well, I think it's my brother's......Anywho, after my locker was bare I went down to the book depository and turned in all the books I kept all year from English and my math book. OW, MY SHOULDER SUDDENLY HURTS SLIGHTLY! CHRIST!!.......*ahem*.......Then I went to 1st hour. And classes were only 30 minutes long that day. That was cool. Ok, I don't remember anything else about Monday, so we're on to Tuesday. On Tuesday I had my civics final, which was like....kind of easy I guess.....especially since she let us have a cheat card...But I didn't really put that much stuff on it. And Ms. Munson has that stupid rule that during a test only one person is allowed to be out of their seats at any time. So I had to wait a bitch-ass-long-time before I could get up, and when I went to turn in my test, Ms. Munson was like, "Where's your chapter 17 review?" Cuz we were supposed to turn it in before class started, and it was written on the board, but I didn't see it, so I didn't turn mine in. And I was like, "I forgot. Can I give it to you now?" and she was like, "I guess, but Diana, ya know, it was written on the board, and you just sat there talking until class started..." and I was like, "YES." And I went and got it out of my backpack, and turned it in, and then there was still like an hour and a half before the final period was over, so I was bored......
OOH!!!! I'm gonna go eat dinner!!!!
INTERMISSION
I'm back, bitches. Ok, where was I? Oh, a'ight, so we had a half hour break between finals, so me and Katy wandered about, and ate, and then I called Sarah, and I was like, pick us up from schooooool!!! And she was like, "OK!!!!" Then I called Luke, and I was like, "Sarah's picking us up from schooooool!!! You gonna get in on that?!" And he was all, "Hell yes." Then he was in the hallway, and he was like, "Did you call me from here?" and I was like, "yeah..." and he was like, "I was right in that classroom..." and I was like, "oh......." Then Katy and I went to 2nd hour, which was our TV/Radio exam. And Mrs. Van Der Zee took forever to get started, plus these two douchebags took our seats, so we had to sit at a different table with these weird/hot dudes. Then the exam finally started, and when I finished, my mind was all confusedededed, and I thought it was later than it really was, so I thought class was over in 15 minutes, but then I realized it wasn't really over for like an hour. And I was beguiled again. Then by the time there was REALLY only 15 minutes left, everyone was done with their tests, and then Sarah called me, and I answered, because Mrs. Van Der Zee wasn't in the room, and Sarah was like, "Where are you?!" and I was like, "Are you here?" and she was all "Yeahhhhhhhh" and I was like, "Aw, babe, we're not out for another 15 minutes!" and she was all, "What the hell?! You said 12:30!!" and I was like, "No, I said 12:45!!!" And she was all, "AHH!!" and I was all, "I have to get off the phone, cuz I'm in class!!!" Then I hung up, and we waited for class to be over, then Luke was in the doorway, all impatient-like, and me and Katy went out there with him, and we were walking down the hallway, and Katy was like, "Where's Luke?!" and I was like, "Are you high?! He's right next to you!" and then she was really hyper for the rest of the walk outside. Plus she was on the phone with Sarah the whole time, and when we got outside, we couldn't find Sarah, so Katy was all, "SARAH, WHERE ARE YOU!?!" and Sarah was like, "I'm in the forest!" And Katy was like, "NOOOO!!! Where are you!?!?!" and Sarah was like, "I'm next to the pine tree and the rabbit!" and then Katy fell down laughing. Then she finally got up, and we kept walking out to the parking lot, and we couldn't find Sarah's car, and Katy was still on the phone with her, but she wouldn't tell us where she was, and then all of a sudden Sarah popped up behind me, and I was like, "GOD DAMMIT! Where were you?!?" And she was like, "I was in the forest!" and I was like, "Where's you car?" and she was like, "I dunno." But then we found it. And we all hopped in, and the tape thingy for my iPod wouldn't work, and I was beguiled yet again. Then we took Katy home, and then we didn't have anywhere to go, so we went to sarah's house. And on the way, we went to find Candy-Cane park, because that place is my childhood. But Luke and Sarah made fun of my childhood, and I was beguiled for the millionth time. Then we got to sarah's house, and laid on her bed and talked about 9/11 conspiracies that were definitely NOT coincidences for like...forever. GooDTimeS. Then Sarah's mom opened the door and sniffed for Mary-Jane, which amused me. Then we took Luke home, and went to my house, and then Sarah went home. The end.....of Tuesday............
Ok, WEDNESDAY!!!!!!!! A'ight on Wednesday I had science and algebra finals, so it was pretty much the worst day ever. The end. Woah, that's cool. I didn't think I had so little to say about that....oh wellz... Ok, Thursday!!!! *Swoon* that was a good day. The last day of school.....bitterschweetness up the wazoo. Ok, I had my English final, which was pro'lly the best one. I had a 50 question vocabulary test that I'm pretty sure I got every question right on, except for maybe one, because I had to say what the definition of "dictum" is, and the correct definition wasn't even listed..........................Then I had to write an essay about Maya Angelou's autobiography, and I had to talk about how people who've had "suffer-y" lives often end up to be some artist or poet or something deep like that. And during mid-terms, I had to write an essay about Animal Farm, and all I did was write a page front and back that was pretty much just, like, myself thinking outloud, except it was on paper. And then I wrote like 3 pages of Like a Rolling Stone lyrics, and Mr. Sabo gave me a B. So I figured I could get away with that again this time, except I tried a little harder. Like, I actually used quotes from the book, and I wrote more, and didn't use song lyrics to make it look like I had more than I really did..... ........And I talked about how Maya Angelou did suffer, I guess, cuz she was raped when she was like 8, and her family was pretty fucked up, and everyone hated black people, because it was like the 1930's, and when she was 15, she went to visit her dad for the Summer and his girlfriend stabbed her, then her dad took her to Mexico, and he got drunk and passed out in the back seat of the car, and she had to drive back across the border, and it was the first time she ever drove, AND it was a stickshift, I think. And she got pregnant when she was like 16, because she thought she was a lesbian, and it scared her, so she went out and had sex with a random dude. So in my essay, I said "I was never raped, or stabbed, or pregnant, or....in Mexico...and I'm pretty proud of my mind." And I talked about how it's interesting that a lot of people say that people who have suffered have beautiful minds, but a lot of people also say that most juvenile criminals grew up in poverty or with abusive parents....And I'd constitute that as suffering. So I basically said that it doesn't matter how good or bad your life is, it's what you make of it. And I talked about American Beauty, and American Movie.
Then I read an Allen Ginsberg book until class was over. Then I said farewell to Mr. Sabo, and left, and put on the hats I took from Zack from when we went on his boat. And then I had nothing to do, because I already took my Photography final like a month ago, so I didn't have to go to that class. So I had to decide whether to go home, or just go hang out with my photography teacher for 2 and a half hours. So I called John and woke him up, and asked for his advice on the subject. But he was all, "I'm tired.....blah blah blah...I'm a pansy......" then Luke walked up, and I handed him the phone. But then John hung up......And I was beguiled for the million and one-th time. Then Luke was like, "What final are you about to take?" and I was like, "I'm not taking one." Then he took one of my hats off my head, and turned it the other way, then he left.....GooDTimeS.
Then I went to Mr. Lutz's room, and I was like, " I'm gonna hang out with you, cuz I gots nothing to do", and he was all, "Ok, but it's pretty boring in here..." and that was alright with me. So I tried to entertain myself with things in my backpack for 2 hours. Oh, and this other kid, Richard, was there too because he didn't have anything to do either, so he went on the computer the whole time. Then Mr. Lutz was like, "I have to go pick up some lunch for the people in auto-shop. You guys can stay here if you want, just slam the door behind you when you leave." then he shook our hands, and went out the door that goes right outside. And the windows are kind of high up in that room, so all I saw was his head bobbing around out there, and it was, like, staying in the same place, just bobbing around, for like 5 minutes, and I was wondering what the hell he was doing, and I was very entertained. Then his head disappeared under the wall, and then I heard a motorcycle.....and I saw him zoom away, and I was like, Oh, his motorcycle was out there... and it was kind of funny, cuz all I saw was his head for like 5 minutes, then there was a VROOOM sound, and he was gone. Then I was like, Well what the hell do I do now?.....then I noticed that my hands had a bunch of graphite smudges from my pencil on them, so I went in the darkroom to wash them off, and after I washed them, I decided to stay in there for while and have my last moment in the darkroom. So I sat on the counter, and got sad....Then I was like, Woah, man! It'd be totally awesome if I turned off the lights and listened to my iPod in the dark!!! So I got up, and turned off the lights, then I stumbled back to the counter in the pitch black, and sat up there and started listening to Pink Floyd. AND IT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then Richard came in, cuz he was pro'lly wondering why the hell I was in there for so long, and he turned on the light, and I was blinded. Then I started cracking up, because I thought about how weird it was that when he turned on the light, I was just sitting on the counter at the other end of the room, wearing headphones and staring off into space. Then he turned the lights back off and left, cuz I'm a freak, and he's a square. Then Katy called me, so I came out of the darkroom and talked to her, and she said she was coming to my room. Then she and her friend came, and a second later, Mr. Lutz walked in, and Katy was all, "I love you, Mr. Lutz!!!" and he was all, "Ohhh, Katy..." cuz I think she annoys him just a little, because she's always coming in his room with her friends and giggling and spinning in the revolving darkroom door and she's not even in his class. But he's cool, so it's all good. And I was looking at some photography magazines in the room, and I found some pictures of naked women fooling around with lamps, and I was like, "Mr. Lutz, why do you have kinky porno in you classroom?" Then Mr. Lutz kicked us out, and I was like, "But I'm gonna have separation anxiety!" and Katy was like "On top of your social anxiety, and not to mention Autism!" and I was like, "Yeah!" But he kicked us out anyway.....and we were sad. Then we went to the E-Portables, and tried to find Mr. Sabo, but his door was locked, so Katy dragged me onto our school bus, and I went home with her. Then we hung out at her house, and we were talking about people and things from the school year, and I was sad because I had to start speaking in the past-tense about those things, cuz school was officially over........Then Katy gave me tattoos with a safety pin and a sharpie, and then I realized it was like 5:00pm, and I had to go practice piano for my lesson at 6:30pm. So I went home, and didn't really practice, then I went to my lesson, then I went to my mom's house,and my uncle Chris was there, and my mom told him I was the "Official Bob Dylan Fanatic of Ann Arbor" so he tried to quiz me, and he asked really quick, "What's his birthname and town of birth?!?!" and I knew the answer, so I started cracking up, and my brother was like, "She's embarrassed cuz she knows." then he asked more questions, like, "What year did he go electric?" and "Which festival was it at?" and "Who was his band?" And the answers are "1965", "Newport Folk Festival" and "The Band a.k.a. The Hawks" ...........................is that sad?
Then he left, and I walked to Katy's to get my iPod, because I left it there. Then I came home and I fell asleep on the couch, watching Futurama, because I always sleep on the couch when I'm sad/depressed. And I guess I was sad about the last day of school.
And TODAY was like the best day ever. Me and Katy went back to school to visit our teachers. *Chortle* how awesome and dorky is it that we had to go back to see them THE DAY AFTER SCHOOL GOT OUT? Well, I had another book to turn in anyway. Then we were walking away from the book depository, and who did we see, but MR. LUTZ!!! He was looking at the old pictures of army people that are hung up in A-hall. So we were all, "MR. LUTZ!!!!" and he was like, "Why are you here?!?!?!?" and we were like, "We missed you!" Then we went to the third floor to find Katy's English teacher, and she was cleaning out her room, and she had a video of a Simon and Garfunkel concert, so we put that on. Then we looked at all her cool stuff, then we were like, "Let's go see MR. SABO!!!!" So we went all the way out to the E-portables, and his door was locked, and I didn't want to knock, because I was afraid that maybe he had a kid in there making up the final, and Mr. Sabo, awesome though he may be, is the kind of person that would yell at me if I bugged him while he had a student in there taking the final. So then I was like, "OOH!!! We have to show him the comic!" Remember that comic I made about Mr. Sabo and how he's like, suicidal and stuff? Well, Sarah was always telling me to show it to him, and I was always like, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" But today, I decided that it would be really awesome to show him. So I ripped it out of the quotebook, and we slid it under the door. Then we ran like hell, just in case he really was in there. And we ran, laughing, into the building, and Mr. Sabo was walking down the hallway towards us on the way to his classroom!!!!!! DAMN!!!! And I was like, "Mr. Sabo! What the hell?!?" and he was like, "Hey, I read your essay. It was pretty cool, even though it wasn't really an essay." and I was like, "That's awesome, but we were just at you room!! We left you a present!!" and he was like, "Oh, I 'll go see!" and Katy was like, "You look like Quentin Tarantino!!" (Then she called him "Quentin" for the rest of the day...) Then we parted from Mr. Sabo, and we were all, "OH MY GOD!!! That's so weird that after we ran away laughing, he was right there!!! AHH!!!" Then we went to Mr. Lutz's room, but his door was locked, so were leaving, then he came out to see who had just tried to open his door, and we were like, "YAY!" and we went in there and bugged him for a little while. Then we went back to Katy's English teacher's room, and found a bunch of old books that we wanted to steal from her. And she said we could have some stuff. And Katy found a really old copy of Alice in Wonderland, and Ms. Sapper gave it to her, and I'm jealous of it. Then I was like, "OOH!!! Let's go see what Mr. Sabo thought of my comic!" and we got all excited, and ran out there, and his door was unlocked, so we busted in there, and he was like, "Diana, what exactly was I supposed to make of that cartoon?" and I laughed. Then he was like, "Well, I kind of lost it amongst these piles of old papers and stuff..." And I was like, "Awww...." And Mr. Sabo was playing music, and it was like Eminem or something, and he told Katy, "Don't judge me by this music."
Then we wrote stuff on his chalkboard, and I tacked up a piece of paper above the chalkboard that had harmonica sheet music for the song from The Catcher in the Rye. And I played it on my harmonica. Then I was like, "Mr. Sabo, I need something to remember you by!" And I looked in his closet, which was open, and there was a BUNCH of markers, and I was like, "Can I have those markers?" and he was like, "Yeah, you can have some markers, but not all of them work, and I don't know exactly which ones..." Then me and Katy went over there, and found even cooler stuff in the closet, and Katy got a pair of scissors, and a glue stick, and I got Mr. Sabo's pirate hat, and then I was looking through his posters, because he had a bunch of student-made posters for books and people and stuff, and there was one that was about Allen Ginsberg, but I couldn't find it in the pile, and I was like, "Mr. Sabo, where's the Alley G. poster?!?!?  " and he was like, " I got rid of it." and I was like, "AHH!!!!!!WHY!?!?!?" and he was like, "I was sick of it." and I was like, "But how can you get sick of Alley G.??? That was like the best poster you had!! It had a giant pot-leaf on it, and a picture of Allen kissing his lover!!!" and Mr. Sabo had no reply.
Then we went back to Ms. Sapper's room, but she wasn't there, and we couldn't find her, so we slipped a note under her door that said to call us when she came back. Then we went back to Mr. Lutz's room, and I was like, "Mr. Lutz, Mr. Sabo gave me his pirate hat, and YOU need to give me something to remember you by too!!" so he gave me a toy from off the top of his dry-erase board, and I think it came from a happy meal. Then he gave different one to Katy, cuz she needed one too, even though he wasn't her teacher. Then we went back to Mr. Sabo's room, and we were like, "Mr. Sabo, do you know where Ms. Sapper is?" and he didn't. So I was like, "Will you give us a ride home?" and he was like, "No." So I was like, "But then we'll have to get a ride from our friend, who is a teenage driver, so we'll crash on the way home and die, and you'll feel really bad." And he was like, "Well it'll just be one more reason to kill myself then." and we laughed. I love Mr. Sabo!!!! Then we called Sarah, and she couldn't give us a ride. Then we called our brothers, and everyone else we could think of, and none of them would give us a ride, so we parted from Mr. Sabo, and went and took the city bus home. T'was the number 7.........I just fell like that's an important piece of info.......ya know.......
Then Katy wasn't satisfied with the food in my kitchen so she went home to eat. Then like an hour later she called and said that Ms. Sapper just called her, and we were like, "DAMMIT!" And now we're gonna go back to see Ms. Sapper on Tuesday. Hey, remember how I left earlier, to go eat dinner? Well while I was eating, The land Before Time was on TV. Like, the FIRST and BEST one. I love!!! Ok, THE END...............*sigh* That was the longest entry EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR................And I'm tired...but now I have to edit it, cuz if I don't, it'll bug me...Grrrr.................Do I have a slight case of OCD? On top of Separation Anxiety, Social Anxiety, and Autism? Man, am I awesome....
BobbyD: "Nothing ever turns out the way you plan it."
Reporter: "Is that your philosophy?"
BobbyD: "No, it doesn't mean anything!"
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