so I was just sitting in my room at my Gma’s house, bored out of my mind.. when I looked at my nightstand and noticed a marker and cough drop. Ate the cough drop, and stared at a lamp shade….. and as I did, I started thinking of pies and sawce. Then it just kinda popped in my head, ran around a bit, then the memory of the marker smacked me, and I wrote on the wrapper of the cough drop: “there is pie sauce in the eye of the lamp shade”
then I threw it out the window, thinking one of the dogs would eat it, then start thinking of pies, lampshades, and sawce.
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I really dislike school. I really… reallllllyy….. dislike it. I really dislike my special needs teacher. I’m sitting in science, wishing I could wring her neck. A few months back, I changed the password for the administrator account to keep their noob asses off of it.. And made a limited account for the fucking idiots called my peers, and a second limited account for the teacher who calls me Estebven. I forgot the password I used, and didn’t really care. Then she tells me a few days ago she needs the admin account because she has some files on there for another student’s IEP. So today I really get into resetting the admin’s password using a limited account.. Bell rings.. Fuck I’m close to finding a proxy. “Estebven. You go science.” I ignore her, trying to keep focused on what I was doing. I find someone asking about a workaround for the fucking software the idiotic school district uses to block websites based on their meta tags… I hear a radio, turn around. The fucking bitch has called a motherfucking site supervisor to get me out. I want to fucking kick the computer off of the desk, and get up, grab my stuff, and stomp out of the room. What am I gonna do now? Well, I’m gonna go upstairs, turn off the computer, and leave it off ’till Monday. And Monday, I’ll come in with my Fedora CD, and reformat the fucking hard drive to make it obvious that when I’m ‘hacking’ you don’t fucking disturb me…
Now that I got that out, I guess some words about yesterday would be nice.
Yesterday, I went on a field trip. Which was nice, since I hadn’t been on one in two years. (Stayed at the Marine Headlands for three days in sixth grade.) So yesterday, we went to UC Berkley. There we saw the Alvin Ailey Dance Company perform. And we also got to ride BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit.) Neither the show nor the BART ride lasted long enough. :P And while we were there, we went up in the world’s 3rd largest clock tower. The Campanile. I also snagged some shots of course.
Looking up at the tower.
In the tower, almost at the top, looking west towards the Golden Gate.
Looking at the bells inside the tower. They were installed a few years after the tower was erected, as a gift from the class of 1920.
Looking southeast at the university’s football stadium.
And finally, looking down at the little garden on the north side of the tower.
And today’s writing.
One thing I didn’t think about writing on Friday was that I was starting work on another Rebel Island story. Yes, Rebel Island isin’t comepletely dead yet. It isin’t much yet, just the introduction. And the introduction isalways the hardest part. Srsly.. ó_ó
Oh by the way, listen to some epicness:
I must get this DVD someday… :3
Things have been going well in Wurm. I travelled to Wild on.. Last Sunday was it? Yes. Last Sunday with Anayy. And I got Ctrlaltdelete made into a priest. (!) And I’ve been running around on him, blessing random things. “Oh look, a pig. Bless. Hmm, what’s that shiny thing ov- OH, a tree! Bless! Ooh, what’s over here.. OH HI THERE SCORPION. BLESS!!!!” Etc. :P
Also, Anayy has finally started the farm-walling project I’ve been putting off since the Farm was done.. in.. October…… Yes, I am lazy. :(
I never mentioned getting my digger title huh? Yes, I got it while working on the Lighthouse. Oh, we made a lighthouse also.
AAAAAAaaaaannnnnnndddd I think that’s all I’ve got to write. Why does it seem I can write better when I’m bored, at school… :|
