Worries

So I was worried that a friend of mine just randomly decided not to ever answer my phone calls ever again.
As it turns out, she was just flooded with school and homework and sleep.

I wish all my worries would turn out as good as this one did.

Mr. Folmer

Ugh.
This guy is kind of cool I guess, but is also kind of a bitch. So far, his classes went by pretty fast, and it wasn't too bad, but from what I've heard, his class is going to be about as exciting as watching paint dry. But I'm not here to bitch about life, so I'll end this one now.


Yay.
I'm so excited that I finally got a blog.



oh, and by the way, loseyourgame.com is a great site. you should hit it up.

First day of skool

Soooooooooooooo.
School.
The inevitable doom of all 5-18 year olds.
Today marks the beginning of my Sophmore year of High School, and I'm not excited.
This year, I get to have Mr. Kenyan, the Honors Chemistry teacher. From what everybody tells me, he is a total hard ass who does so much work so quickly, that it will easily fry any 16-year-old's brain cells. We'll have to do tons of reading and homework assignments, and fill up a 3-inch, 3-ring binder. So yeah, not fun.
More blags about other teachers soon to come.