Goodbye...

Hey, everybody. This is my last day in Major, and I just have to let you guys know some stuff.

First and Foremost: Everybody here at Major School is so special and talented! You guys are all very special to me. You are all individuals to me and I really am sad to leave.

Second and ... Secondmost(???): Don't hesitate to visit me! You can just ask my mom (or me) what our address/phone number is. And don't say you'll visit if you won't. That's just rude.

Well, that's it for now.

BAIIIIE!

Dude...Wait, What?

Ok, something wierd happened to me the other day.

I answered the phone and this girl was screaming into the phone. It went like this.

Girl: "HELLOMYNAMEISSOANDSO, HOWAREYOU!"
Me: "...Um, fine, how are you?"
Girl: "I'MGOODTHANKSYOULIVEINTHEAREAOFMAJOR?"
Me: "Yes, but-"
Girl: "IWORKFORACOMPANY(can't understan this part) WOULDYOULIKETOBUYASUBSCRIPTION?"
Me: Well, we're gonna be moving soon, so we won't be here for long, so no thank you."
Girl: "THANKYOUFORYOURTIME-(beeping, she hung up)"

I stood there for about 30 seconds, staring at the phone, when I remembered I had someone else on the line. Then, after I hung up, I sat there and I said
"What the heck just happened here?"

Spring

Spring has sprung. Ah, spring, the time of year when young men's thoughts turn to whatever.
How does that even go?
Why do I care?

So, I'm sick of my new hair "style" already. It's not interesting or cool. Can't even style it, so technically, it's not a "style", right? I mean, to call it a style implies that it is stylish or stylable. Mine is neither. Well, I had it looking pretty darn rad last week, so it is stylable, I guess, but it needs a buttload of product and it feels grubby afterwards.

I'm so sick of people being jerks. Aren't you? People shouldn't hate other people because of where they're from, what they do, how they live, how they think, or what they think is right.
Sick and tired of it. Jeez.

On a lighter note, this is probably the funniest thing I've seen today.

Hey everybody, check out my fave band: Drowning Ophelia!

Graffiti: Love it or Hate it? Tell me through the comment thing.

School Closure

So, the school might close. I can handle that, it would suck, yeah, but I won't be here regardless.
So...speaking of closure, before I leave I need to figure my stuff out. Like, my friends and where I stand with them, how I can contact them, etc.

I don't want the school to close, no way. But like I said: I won't be here.

Is that mean?

Hello. Sup?

So I'm in Drama. We do a play. It's called Ransom of Emily Jane. I'm a 20 year old guy. Fun.

Also, I get to meet my auntie Candice's boyfriend over Easter break.

SAVE THE SCHOOL!

So we have to design our future in Social. My life ROCKS!

Oh, and I got 5 A's and 5 B's on my report card.

Updates About Yours Truly

Is anyone else like, CRAZY stressed about Science Fair? I'm, like TERRIFIED! I still have to finish my experiment and my board.

Oh, and while you guys are all having a blast at Table Mountain, I'll be working on Science Fair.

My new FAVOURITE song is "Time To Dance" by PAN!C At The Disco. So good..... XD!

I'm pumped for March 7, because I go to the Regional Spelling Bee!

I'm Back

Like the Terminator, I have arrived. But not to kill everyone. Is that what he does? I don't know, I've never really seen any of those movies.
At my school, for gym there is an obstacle course, and tied to the basketball net is a leadder. Under the two is a mat. You have the option to jump or swing from the rope. I swung, today, and I screamed as I swung, "THIS IS SPAAARTAAA!" And it was epic.
Then, I jumped. And...I hurt. I hurt me knee.

Oh, and I want everybody out there to check this out.

He plays Sylar on Heroes, I highly recommend that show.