  Pistons won last night baby. Detroit What! Mr. Phillips was wiggin out in 1st block today. He called some kid a schlepp for never learning to ride a bike. It was crazy and I laughed. Oh man, what a funny thing to call somebody. There are also no seniors here.
Yesterday was supposedly their last day. It doesn't really matter to me because I didn't know very many of them, and the ones I did I don't care about. I just find it surprising that I will be in 11th grade next year. Despite all this craziness, The Matrix Reloaded still comes out today, and I will probably go to see it by myself around 4 or so. I always do this with big movies that I want to see a lot; I think it helps me concentrate and actually watch the movie, more so than when i'm with my friends.
Louie will probably want to go though, so maybe he will come. He just better be quiet, because i'm gonna Justin out. I have 2 essays to write today too, but I will get those done because procrastination is no longer an option; no late work will be accepted after tomorrow. I'll just have to pound those out even though i'll be wiggin about The Matrix. I won't be seeing Jesseca as much as I planned this weekend, which sucks the chrome off of a trailer hitch.
On the bright side, I will be able to finally beat Mario Sunshine, since playing it sporadically isn't cutting it. Good thing too, because i've had enough of that game already. It's time for me to obey the commands of this schlepp of a teacher who is also known as Mrs. Parlade. She's been badgering me to do something all day so I better go before she slaps my ass. Later fiends. 
