Well, I discovered yesterday that my boat, the USS Voyager, is gone. Somebody stole it, as I had dragged it up on land. I’ve asked Kchat if they saw it.. And the usual happend.. One person replys with a stupid comment, and everybody else keeps talking about what they were talking about, as if I hadn’t said a thing.
AAAnnndddd now I’m talking with Leve`Dara. Whom recently became a GM… And she’s found it. Yay. *dance*
Monday…
It’s sometime after two AM. I’m on the Sassilization lobby… Server goes down, GMod crashes.. So I surf the web… And of course Comcast decides that they want to fuck with me, and the connection starts going on and off… Fifteen minutes down, two minutes up… Yeah, uh, no… I shut my computer down, hop over to the couch, and find a channel that isin’t playing paid programming.. Yay, USA has something. Next thing I know, my mom is waking me up, telling me I only have half an hour to get ready to get on the bus… I get in the shower, and clean up after our guest. Who took soap, rubbed it all over the shower head, and left hairs everywhere in the tub… Fun. Get out, grab breakfast, get on the bus. Nearly lose my breakfast on the way to school.. And get to school late because of a new driver. Crawl up eight flights of stairs (I think that’s how many it is…) to get to my first period class, which is the reason why I’m having to take a bus a few towns over, rather than walk up the street to school. I walk in, and meet my favorite teacher… [/sarcsm] Who greets me with a nice “Steban!” (My name is Steven, but it’s Steban with a Filipino accent.)”You have homeworks! You need do that one! *holds up a piece of paper*” I say something with a bit of gibberish mixed in, and eventually get her to leave me alone. I take a deep breath, bell rings, and I head off to science. Science was uninteresting. Just some paper filling out and whatnot. Off to history after 55 minutes. We grab some novel, and read some chapters of our book, and the novel. Bell rings, I get up, and move my backpack two feet to the seat in front of my history desk, in the row towards the left. We do some opinion giving, and then off to lunch. I have a sammich, and then go down to Algebra…
Oh, algebra… I get to sit in the back while the Ms. Squeak- Er, Ms. Takahara puts random symbols and numbers on the projector, and makes a number from them… Today I found out I could lean my head back, and rest it on the window ledge. But, of course, Mr. Asshole- Er, Adofo (Don’t ask me where that name came from, I don’t know…) comes over and has to be his usual asshole self, and say “Pay attention, or go upstairs!” But, the other student asistant (Who is an awesome guy.) comes over and distracts Adofo from his bugging of me. Ring. Off to P.E. I get out into the hall, get slammed into two idiots RUNNING through the THICK (When I say thick, I MEAN thick…) glob of students. Then I get to where the office is, and have to dodge some idiot swinging his English and science books about (Two of the heaviest books.) and miss the science by an inch. I scramble down the stairs, rolling my eyes at all the people smiling at me, on the side of the stairs that I can use the handrails on (I have a backpack on wheels. When I go down or up stairs, I carry it, with the handle extended, in my right hand.) as they watch me clumsily walk down the center of the stairs. Having to stop every now and then because of idiots trying to skip three stairs around me. Finally, I make it to P.E. Meh. I dun’ wana exercise. Solution? Slap my right leg on my left, and put my head down. I hear my backpack begin to get pushed sideways, followed by a “Move your backpack.” After it stops. I start to say “You already did that for me, asshole.” But I stop myself as I see the person who did it has my Alphasmart on their lap. UGH! They open it, and begin fucking with it… Then hand it, and the cord that fell out, to me. I put it all back as it should be and put my head back down. Next thing I know, Marco (Super idiot. Last year, he was constantly shouting “YOU’RE MAI FRIEND!!!” last year. And of course he did it in the locker room, saying my name, and it echoed… And everybody looked at me, and laughed quietly. Just an example of his.. Idiotness…) is tapping me on the head. “We gutta gow up Staven! Waek up! Waaaaeeeek uuuuuaaaappp!!!!” He goes away. Yay. I drift back into dreams, then sit up as I hear the bell ring. I go hop in the bus, noticing the special ed kid who causes problems is crying. I gotta squeeze past his teacher, and I hear a “I don’t wana go!” from him. The issue escalates, and the site supervisors have to come down to keep us safe, and to try to get him off so we can get the fuck home. The site supervisors step off, some idiot named Midas taunts him, and ends up getting him to stand up, and wobble on back. The site supervisor, named Cesar, runs on, and grabs him. The other site supervisor, and Cesar pull him off, and he falls on his ass while going down the last step… After a bit of talking from the teachers, and taunting from the kids, he moves away from the doors so the driver can close them… Smart move! He starts walking around the bus, trying to hit the kids from the open windows. After some more taunting, they manage to get them up. Then, he starts going around the bus, banging on the windows with enough force to break them. While attempting his window breaking, he fucks with the little stop sign on the left side of the bus, and we think he broke it.. Not really. After a while, his mother shows up. We.. Finally pull away! Yay! By this time, it’s three o’ clock. We get down to San Pablo Ave, and then have to turn around because the fucking bus company wants the CHP to do something. So, we go back. And sit for an hour… And I started writing this post up on my Alphasmart. Now, finally, about two hours after school gets out, at four o’ clock, we’re finally headed home. And now the entire fucking bus is filled with screams from everyone, except me.
Oh, I can’t possibly explain how much I just LOOOOVVVVVEEE having to take a bus to and from school. [/sarcasm]
So, that’s my Monday for this week.
Already?
Wow…