  *Start Gangsta Rap Beat* It's not the East or the West side. (No it's not) It's not the North or the South side. (No it's not) It's the Dark Side. (You are correct) You can't front on the Empire, to all you Vader haters out there: We'll blow your planet up. *Imperial March kicks in, in addition to Gangsta Rap Beat* What is thy bidding thy masta? It's a disasta, Skywalker we're after. What if he could be turned to the Dark Side? Yes! He would be a powerful ally, another dark Jedi. He will join us or die! We got Death Star, We got Dark Star...(Repeat x5) That was just a little bit of Star Wars flava to kick things off for all you seventies dorks out there.
I've been putting this journal off for long enough, so I guess I have to finally write in this biotch... Well, it's Nigger Day(quote my uncle Gino) today, so you know what that means... no school. That didn't work out to my favor very much today, it was a pretty hellacious day. I mean, the weather was nice and everything, but eh, I fuckin ruined it.
I woke up expecting nothing to happen, I thought it was just gonna be one of those lazy sit around the house days, but it turned out even worse(not that those are so bad). Chris and Alan came over fairly early, right after I woke up, at around 12 or so. I wouldn't care about that normally... but not too much later Jesseca calls and is like "i'm gonna come pick you up alright" and I was all surprised so I was like "whaaat? " and she's like "we're gonna go to the park with my sister"...or something like that, I dunno. Well being the idiot that I am I say no, because I had just made plans to go to Hurst and play basketball with the friends, and I had already got dressed and stuff(it seemed pretty sensible at the time). So I get to Hurst and shoot around for about ten minutes when I realized I had just made the stupidest decision ever.
What the fuck was I thinking man? Basketball is not even that cool (and we didn't even play it really), what did I think this was "bros before hos" or something? I wanna know who originated that saying so I can go to his house and kick him in the fucking head, seriously. That is one of the most queerlike remarks a person could possibly think of... BUT, I won't let it phase me because yesterday I had an awesome time, and enough fun for two days. So I think I'm gonna kick this shit in reverse chronological order, since variety is the spice of life. I don't know how to begin, perhaps by mentioning that Mike's mom claimed that somebody was "the salt of the earth", hahaha that's classic.
Currently, my sister(the one who is 21 years of age) is running around the house in a rage, getting ready to kick some little kid's asses. You see, a bunch of little kids who are in some way or the other associated with my little sister(11) and her boyfriend(12), have been calling my house and leaving obscene messages on my answering machine and saying bastardly things to me and the rest of my family. So she's gonna go over there and kick their asses. She's gone now so i'll update you on the situation later.
I also learned that Jesseca spent the day driving around with a couple of boys that were new to the neighborhood, so she had to show them around. She said they were kooks, so that sucks for her, and it confirms that we both had trashy days without eachother. That pretty much does it for today, because I already told my story about the great Hurst/ Jesseca fiasco.
Sunday...what a glorious day. I had so much fun on Sunday, it was awesome. First Jesseca, her mom, her dad, her sister, and I went to see the movie Kangaroo Jack. I must say that it was quite(lol Jess) good, despite what you may hear about it. Then we went to J-Dawgs house to watch the football game. Tampa Bay won it unfortunately, but hey, they deserved it. Now they only have one challenge left before I can accept them as being a good team...The Oakland Raiders!
Have fun defending against the number one offense in the league, which consists of Rich Gannon(league MVP), Tim Brown(the seasoned vet), Charlie Garner(the young pimp), and Jerry motherfuckin Rice(i'll give you a cookie if you can name one receiving record he doesnt own), who just happens to be the best receiver ever. It should be a good Super Bowl though, #1 defense Vs #1 offense. Back on subject, I had tons of fun at Jesseca's house, I love her so much... I won't dwell on this, but I have been officially challenged. So thanks for the motivation, now Kingdom Hearts will be beaten in about 2 seconds flat.
On saturday nothing happened really, just some basketball games that I lost, but I take no responsibility for that, it wasn't my fault. Friday was a cool day though, some funny stuff happened at school...I got to school late, and as a result I got yet another lunch detention, but it was cool because I was treated to a hilarious sight.
This girl was running to class full speed because the bell was about to ring, and she had high heels on, I was looking at her thinking "yeah she's gonna fall...". So I tells her this, I says "uhh you should slow down, you're not gonna make it anyways". But the bitch ignores me and keeps on runnin. Sure enough, a few seconds later she tripped on the sidewalk and landed right on her face. It was kind of crazy at first because her face was bleeding and stuff, but then I just started laughing at her, while everyone else was all concerned, haha. It was almost as funny as when Amber Ashton tripped over the big black pillow in my room.... Nothing cool happened in class until fourth block, when Chris and I were partners for this project in math that involved lots of M&M eating and a slinky, and even that wasn't outrageously cool.
It wasn't until after school ended that the real fun began. Me and Chris were walking down the walkway over by the portables after leaving fourth block, and we were all happy about the three day weekend, so we were horseplaying and whatnot. So we come up by Jenna Webb and I decide to throw a balled up piece of paper at her friend. I threw it around Chris's back and it hit her right in the head(this was Jenna's friend mind you), afterwards we were both laughing histerically and we still had the task of walking by them at hand so I quickly pointed the finger at Chris. At this point Chris was like "man you're gonna get our asses kicked". A couple seconds later Matt Tower (Jenna's boyfriend, the resident "badass", and the man some people say I look like) comes up to Chris and says "Did you just throw a piece of paper at my girlfriend" and I was like "uh that was me, and it didn't even come close to your girlfriend, bitch". He's like "fuck you man, go apologize to her", like a pimp, I respond with "apologize for THIS! " and gave him a quick elbow to the chin, followed up by a swift knee to the chest and a powerful right handed blast to the face, sending him to the ground crying in a heap.
But I wasn't done with him yet, I jumped on top of him and beat him within an inch of his life with my hard-as-steel fists, all while Chris gave him repeated kicks to the groin. When I was done I made him get up onto his knees and beg for mercy, and he didn't hesitate to kiss Chris's shoe and lick the dirt off the bottom of my boot. When we were done humiliating him in front of his girlfriend, and the entire school, I told him whats up.
I says "apologize for that, bitch! " and we walked away while the wolfpack theme music played in the backround....Needless to say, that didn't happen, but everyone already knew the story so I had to spice it up. And now, my friends, I am really in for an ass kicking, lol. Which reminds me of the wrestling match that we had at school on Wednesday. It was one of the most blatant displays of homosexuality I've ever seen, but besides that I enjoyed it more than I thought I would.
TP slammed some little moogle into the mat like a dominator, some retard on the other team slipped on a sponge type object and got laughed at by the whole crowd, and a bunch of kooks got their nuts grabbed and their asses humped, those were the funniest things that occured. We did lose though, since we forfeited twice because we didn't have people to match their weight classes, that's how it goes I guess.
It was still funny, especially when it was Stuarts turn and he got the smack down layed on him by a Deland turd. I even heard a story about him pulling a knife on his girlfriend when she told him she cheated on him, and I laughed because he's gay, and what does he care. Russel Dukes himself even wrestled, too bad he got whooped by some fatty...There was one more thing that happened on friday that's worth mentioning.
As we waited for my mom to pick us up, me, Chris, Louie, and Zac were playing with a slinky. By that time the slinky had already been broken up into several little pieces so we each one. All of the sudden, out of nowhere, Louie is like "check this out guys! " and runs up to this kid Gibby and fuckin whips him in the face with the slinky. There is a slight delay in time where there is nothing but silence, then Gibby pounces on Louie, puts him in a headlock and yells crazy incomprehensible stuff into his ear.
Louie then gets mad, breaks free and proceeds to hardcore insult Gibby. He called him a big headed fucker(which he is), and made fun of his richie rich, think he is better than anyone attitude(which he deserved, even though Louie did whip him in the face for no reason). In any case, it was funny as all hell. Ah well I'm not really done, but my sister is telling me to get out of her room because she is trying to sleep, so I will finish quickly.
An update for all you Cambodian asslickers who still care: my sister couldn't find the kids house, so in her words "it must be his lucky day. " I'm gonna go watch Blue Crush now, it's probably gonna suck but meh...and for your information, i'm aware that the quality of my journal has been on the decline as of late, and i'm not too happy about it. But I dont think I can help it...my writing skills as a whole have been declining as well. So you'll just have to deal with it! 
