the dark cow of mysteryLasers in the Jungle
Teletype is fun! Today there wasn't really anything major going on. I got two emails from my brother, which i mentioned earlier, this week. He looks like a skinnier, taller version of myself if i was an arian(no kidding, our sixth grade photos look about the same, save the hair and the eyes). He's like twenty eight or something and he's only just started his childhood. he's one silly son of a cow.(he's says i have problems with sentence structure) I went to school today, against my better judgement, and jumped through the hoops. In Health, we talked about cancer, with the teacher's mother coming in to talk to us about mainly breast cancer. Then i went to history. I made it through a test with a wing and a prayer. theirs too much about the same people contradicting each other and themselves in american history. damn, wish i was canadian. Oh, and what was up with the us continually trying to conquer canada? it seems like every time america had the chance, we tried to invaid canada, but got stop at the toll booth because we didn't have the money, or because our cars got stalled halfway there. Why didn't we just give in and buy japanese cars? The never break down, are easily repaired, and float(how do you think they got here?). Alright, moving on, in math we're in logs again. Just because i'm rythmicly challenged doesn't mean i should put up with it two years in a row. then in religion, we talked about ethics. She gave us a case study on a dancer who slashed her arms on stage during a final project. It bored the hell out of me, because as soon a the teacher proposed an idea, the talkers of the class immediately cahnge their opinions to conform to hers. then i went home and all was copacetic. I got i ride home from nonni. All the way home, her little brother was cracking up because of my assinine humor. such levels have our youth fallen to...
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