And once upon a time, I was very bored in class:
holy shit, Iím sooo bloody bored. what the hell am I going to do?
Iíve got more than half an hour until this shit class is over. what the hell??? so yeah. bored out of my mind, with nothing to do. nothing to read, nothing to finish. god damn. so fucking bloody bored. look at how much I typed. Isn't that amazing!!! yes, yes it is. so;...... THE ADVENTURES OF THETA MAN!! THE RESERECTION (part 2) When we last left our hero, Theta-man, the evil pythagerus had become the king of math. but lo! no one can kill theta man!!! he is invincible. ever wonder where he came from?
some mysterious boom. Thatís where all great heroes come from. true story.
so anyway, BOOM. and theta man was alive again. No! wait!
how bout he isn't alive, but heís just pretending to be alive? yeah. that works out much better. so is he pretending in his mind, or the mind of Pythagerus? the pirate!!!! it has to be him, or else this would make even less sense than before.... alright, theta man it is. so heís pretending that heís still alive, when in actuality, heís long dead. so he gets up, right, and then: BOOM! and the pirates dead. arr arr arr. hell yeah. and then theta man starts talking to his cousin, Jim bob bob. agublah says Jim bob bob. god damn, says theta man, see? this is why we donít talk about Jim bob bob much, we also donít talk to him much... family, man, cant live with them, cant kill them. well, you could, but what would the neighbors say? Thatís what they all say. they all say doh. still more than a half an hour left in this class from hell. ah shite Iím bored. but maybe, just maybe if Iím lucky, everybody else in here will spontaneously combust. *crossing my fingers* and then I could turn off their crappy music. ah if only. so Gary point eh? be there Aug. 10th I will. good stuff. fires. I donít care what any fire victim says. where the hell would we be without fire? we'd be worse off than Mormons!!! WORSE THAN MORMANS!!!! ah fuck, that would suck.. and thatís why fire is good. 'cause who wants to be a Mormon? not Madonna, thatís who. I bet if she could, she would buy all the fire in the world, and then charge people for it, hey, thatís a good idea.... now lets think, how can I do this? if I try really, really hard, and I get some fire proof gloves, Iíll be done by Friday. Wannaí bet? I bet my soul against that fiddle of gold. and I win!!!!! yay. 25 minutes to go, how much can she type??? just have to wait and see, like with pie. if you donít wait, you burn your feet. true story. yeah yeah sure sure. a run-about, I'll STEAL it!!!! no one will ever know. now Iíve really said it all, but thereís always more to say. just have to stop thinking about it and it'll all be fine. yep. Iím tempted to just start typing random letters, but if I did that, it would be cheating. and we cant have that now, can we? no, the answer is no. nothing left to do. I hate this bloody class, the screen hurts my eyes, thatís why Iím not looking at it. just trying to type as much as I can in the next........23 minutes. so anyway. lalalala. singing a little song from grade 1: cherry bim, cherry bam, cherry bim bam bim bam balllllm cherry bim, cherry bam cherry bim bam bim bam balllm, I cherry berry berry , I cherry berry berry, I cherry berry berry bammmmm I cherry berry berry, I cherry berry berry, I cherry berry berry bam . and while you're singing this, you're swinging back and forth wildly, and then you all crash into each other. hehhe, good times good times. yep, and the lollipop tree, damn, she should have never became a gr.5 teacher. she should have stayed at the annex, 6 year olds and such. 20 minutes, I should probably save this soon, or something to that extent. and I cant spell worth shit, can I? well, Iím better than some, worse than some... am I the same as any? who knows? guess who! *game cards do not actually talk* what a disappointment. stupid non talking cards. I'LL NOT ACTUALLY TALK YOU!!! yeah..... anyway. is it over yet???? please let it almost be over....pretty please? oh well. I tried. just have to wait, don't want any burnt toes. these chairs are so uncomfortable. I hate them. I want to burn them. but will I? no. because Madonna has all the damn fire. damn her. so yeah. uh huh. really. Thatís terrible. that sucks. holy shit. fuck, will you be alright?