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Tuesday, 09 September 2003

so i was going to write about how i was down tonight for some reason but after i read my friends journal (who only writes about how shitty he feels) i've decided that is not the way to win readers... not that i have any readers, i was just thinking.  all he likes to do is complain.  it's definitely a downer. oo i got a story but you will need to know a little background before i tell it.  Last year after school one day our principle anounced that the confederate flag would not be allowed on school grounds (yes a lot of kids wave it with pride at my school *tear*).  well this was a big deal for the kids at my school that take pride in their huge flags they fly from the bed of the truck they drive to school everyday.  so the best known racist at our school (joe, who happened to be in my grade) was especially pissed off and apparentely went speeding off home.  well, tragically, he wrecked and killed himself after school (in effect that rule never ended up being enforced).  may he rest in peace.  although i didn't care much for the ingorant kid.  so to the story.... me and two other friends of mine(josh and mike) get outta school early everyday because we are taking college courses and the college isn't in session yet.  so we go back to josh's house and hang out.  that day the principle had introduced herself to each class. so we were all pretty unhappy with the principle and we were trying to think of ways to annoy her and avoid her dumb rules.  one of the rules was we had to register our cars with the school if we were going to drive.  she made a point to say that if we did anything wrong we would lose our privilege to drive to school.  so my solution to that was, the first person to lose their privileges had to drive home all pissed off that day and wreck and kill themselves.  mike replies "o yea, pull a joe".  man it was funny.  i could not stop laughing as horrible as that is.  it was still funny.  well not just funny but hilarious, now that i think about it you probably had to be there to truly appreciate it.

 

posted by myblog, September 09, 2003 23:42 | link | comments (1)