Fisting for Science

Hello world. Today I actually did what I said I was going to do. I’m woke up at five and got the rest of my math homework done and read my chemistry. Right now it’s 7:56 AM. School is about to start.

The bell’s ringing. Got to go.

Alright. I’m back. It’s 9:41 AM and I’m in home room. So far, today I learned that Lucy (the old hominid skeleton) was named after the song Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. I remember my dad telling me about how people thought the song was about LSD. Mr. Daily told us that the person who wrote the song, John Lennon, wrote it after he asked his son what he drew. His son said it was Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Huh.

In theology we went over classroom rules. We also started an assignment I’m having fun doing. We have to write an essay titled “My Faith Life.” I’m going for full honesty on this one. No kissing ass today. Though, it’s not like I expect anything bad to come of it. Mrs. Caruso said that she wouldn’t grade it on content; only spelling and grammar. I have a good feeling about this.

Nothing else to say, expect that I might be getting a pop quiz next period. Wish me luck.

Back again. The pop quiz was easy but shit do I have a lot of homework to do over the weekend. I have to convince my dad that I shouldn’t have to study because I have actual work to do. I see him on weekends. Today’s Friday so I should be going over there after I have tacos.

It’s 11:00 AM right now. I’m in P.E. The teacher is still letting us do fuck all. During lunch I’m going to wait it out in the bathroom. Maybe at some point I’ll be able to create a fake lunch pass. It would have to be laminated of course.

Since I’m sitting here doing nothing, I might as well tell you what I hope to accomplish with it. First, I want to lose some weight. I’m pretty comfortable with my body, but I want to be more than comfortable. I’ll be starting the alternate day diet tomorrow. So if I fail, I’ll have to go tell myself that. That would suck. Second, I want to get better at programming and life drawings. I might want to go into animation and being good a life drawings is a good though thing to be. Life drawings are naked people by the way. I might want to go to the art store (next to the Dairy Queen) to get some stuff for that. I also want to get better a programming because I find it interesting and useful.

After I was done writing that, the bell rang. I went straight to the bathroom so I could avoid people. The lock was broken so I had to hold the door shut since there were already people in there. I was in too deep. There were so many girls coming in and out and my fantasy of isolation never came to be. I eavesdropped on a few of the conversations. I remember hearing a girl who used to go to my grade school talking to another girl. Her name was Mikayla.

“Do you think he’d want to go?” the unknown girl asked.

“I don’t think he would. He doesn’t listen to rap music. He’s innocent,” Mikayla replied

I remember chuckling a bit inside my head. Mikayla is the type of person that would make fun of me for being too good. She thinks she’s so edgy listening to rap and shit. Cute. Bitch hasn’t done anything illegal outside of jaywalking.

I can’t believe I was the resident goodie goodie of my grade school. Probably because I was going to a preppy Catholic school. I also may be overcompensating for my perversions by acting too sheltered. Maybe a little under a year this one boy named Joseph brought that up. He’d talk to me about listening to rap and dancing like a black guy (in his own words) as if he was so damn cool. He told me I was just a do good Christian, so then I told him I didn’t believe in god. He looked shocked. That’s because he’s a Christian who bashes other Christians, yet still thinks he’s allowed to get all worked up about atheists. Who’s side are you on fatass?

Whatever. He’s just a bottom bear without fur.

Alright. I’m back. It’s the end of the school day. We got back in our groups in speech. French was uneventful. Chemistry was awesome. We played with this mixture or cornstarch and water. I have to finish a worksheet about it. The worksheet read:

• “What happened when you slowly pushed your finger or fist into the anus?”
• “What happened when you jabbed your finger or fist into the anus?”
• “What happened when you squeezed the balls? When you released the balls?”
• “What factor seems to determine when the mixture behaves like a solid or a liquid?”

The first three I edited a little bit. You get the picture.

After school I went home and ate some wings. Then I ate some tacos. It’s the day before I’m attempting to start a diet so it’s fair game.

After I ate my dad picked me up at 8:00 PM. I practice driving a bit and we talked. Apparently his favorite play is American Buffalo. He wouldn’t tell me what it was about because he said that describing the plot would make it would boring and that the dialogue was where it was at. He likes reading plays more than books because he likes a lot of dialogue. He’s also added these new cards to my black and white magic deck: the card puts two flying tokens out and you can flashback it. That’s cool. And he got me Force of Wills for my black and blue deck. That’ll be pretty cool.

When we got to Mema’s house (he’s staying with my grandma until his foot gets better) I told him that I had already finished the first season of Mr. Robot. It was pretty good and I wanted to watch the second season because it he ending felt incomplete. The only reason I haven’t yet is because my dad told me the second season wasn’t good and that he hadn’t even finished it yet. I asked him why it wasn’t as good and he said he thought the whole bit with Elliot talking to his dead father got kinda lame. He told me the if I’m the curious I might as well watch it because it doesn’t ruin the first season.

When we get inside I go straight to bed because I only got four and a half hours of sleep the previous night.

Bon soir!

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