2004-09-15

White Riot

On the bus on the way home, this kid in seventh grade was pissing around and asking me retarded questions because he knows my mom. He asked me if I liked her or if she liked me and why I had so much pimples. I don't even have so much pimples now.

So then I he kept going on and on about my fucking mom and then this other kid got into the mix and said my mom told the whole elementary school [she works there] that I shaved my head. Ok. So I'm pissed.

First of all, they talk about me like I wasn't even there. They kept repeating the facts about how I did it. I kept telling that fuckass to shut up or I was going to disassemble his balls, and he kept going on and on AND FUCKING ON.

So as we were pulling onto the road I get dropped off on, the kid is laughing and making all his friends laugh and what am I supposed to do? Be nonchalant? Just sit there like nothing happens?

No. What he did really set me off like a motherfucker. I got up. The bus was moving and I got in his seat and punched him in the head. I heard him say whoa. Then the bus was stopped. And when I looked up at all the people who were looking at me. The busdriver said for him to stop it and that I was getting written up.

My mom said she told them that I shaved my head for an example of a lesson. I'm just another fuck up, eh?

That's what you get for fucking with me. You get me in your bus seat and angry enough that I could kill you. I sat back down and Lacie calmed me by saying that it was so cool when I shaved my head. It made me feel reasonably better but I don't know, something was missing. At least my parents weren't mad. My mom wants to call that bitch's mother.

I felt notorious.

turbogeek at 7:08 p.m.

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