i am starting this blog so i can get out my feelings and anger on the internet. i dont think anyone reading this would know me because i did not put my last name. if you are reading this and do know me please do not tell my friends because they would make fun of me or beat me up more severly than they already do.
i am trying to use spell check on this blog but some of the words might not get fixed because i am color blind and cannot see if the word is underlined in red or not. i am also a little bit crosseyed and people tell me i smell like the boys urinals.
last week i was sitting in math class and got a pants tent while day dreaming about my new babysitter alissa (my mom has made me stay with one ever since i tried eating one of her lipsticks thinking it was a popscicle while she was at happy hour but i will blog about that later). as i was daydreaming the teacher called my name to come solve a long division problem on the board in front of the class. i do not know how the teacher knew what was happening in my pants but i know she did because she likes to humileate me infront of the class for no apparent reason alot. when she called on me i told her that i could not go to the board because both of my legs were asleep and i could not walk. she did not think this was funny and told me that if i did not come to the board that she would call my father. i told her my father was dead and started crying in front of everyone. lucky for me she baught the story and told me i didnt have to come up to the blackboard. sucker.
not everyone in class felt bad for me. after class bobby swanson shoved me into the girls bathroom again after pulling my pants down. at least i didnt have a erekshun this time so it wasnt so bad.