Mass Confusion

Parent Teacher Night, and my dad talks to my teacher. Now I'm guaranteed to have no free time in high school. Thanks dad.

Shoot Shite Shizzle

I missed another day? Dear, this is bad.

But who cares? No one actually reads this blog. >_>

Awesome day.

Not that I'm gonna tell anyone what actually happened.
If you go to the school you'd know that it involves a principal, some scissors, and an old student.
PACHOW.

Yes... I did it.

So, yeah, I managed to do what I said I was going to do (For the thick ones among you, I managed to get my homework done, just so you know). Pretty cool huh? Waking up at... 6:40am, and leaving home at 7:31am, arriving at school a little later. I went to do my homework in my last-year-teacher's class (No grammar problem, it belongs to the teacher). So, yeah, I'm tired-ish; Or is it spelled "Tireded" or "Tirendt"???

Hello again I am a robot now because of the tiredocity [tired-ocity (Velocity)] in my veins.
FLOWING THRU MY VEINZ!
That was irrelevant. See yah.

Homing the workings of doom.

AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.

I forgot some homework at school.

I need to go really early tomorrow morning and work on it.

It's due tomorrow.

BAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW.

I had some sort of nagging...

Nevermind. Well, scheduled posting is so... monotonous.
But who cares, I spice it up in my head by giving myself interesting delusions about "Doing the world a favor" or "Helping the poor".

I know I'm not, and I can't. So I wont. HAH!

I've found the best addiction possible.

Small mints.
(I.E., Tic Tacs...)

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Yes, so since I have horrible breath problems, Dr. Grimvoid (Me) has prescribed me "Take 1 tic-tac every day after you eat lunch to prevent bad breath."
That was a lie, but still, this is a great, non-life-destroying addiction that I'll gladly be addicted to.
YES!