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[giantego]

Dear journal, today I shoved two nerds in their lockers and listened to them scream. It was funny. I laughed all the way to lunch. I also scared my history teacher into upping the grade on my last essay and sold the answers to the next three statistics tests to some fatass freshman. Then I punched him so he wouldn't tell his teacher after he aces that shit. I need more clients.

We've got a bball game tomorrow and I'm totally gonna kick ass, like always.

Oh yeah, and if my guidance counselor asks me about what I want to do in college one more time, I'm going to punch him in his sweaty face. I don't even want to go to college. I'm gonna join a fucking garage band and get hot ass for the rest of my life! Suck on that, journal.

Comments

[oftpartitioned]

uhhhh hello!? You've gotta get me the answers too, chubby chaser! I like need them WAY more than fatties.

[giantego]

So pay up, girlyboy.

[oftpartitioned]

pffft yeah right!! like, After the A.

[giantego]

Fine, but you know what comes your way if you don't pay.

[oftpartitioned]

yeah lots of gay posing from you

[giantego]

Big talk coming from a guy in a skirt.

[oftpartitioned]

yah, eyes up, loser, my face is up here.