Hey did you know Michaal McFarland died? Apparently he had hit someone, casued a 5 car accident outside landhope, and ran cause he had no insurance. Well, then he hit a tree and died.
He was always fairly mean to me. *shrugs* Anyway, I was lookign in my yearbook to see if it was who i thought it was, and HEEH!! I was lookign at the fold out picture on yeah kevin... right one *LAUGHS* I should scan it. (when i find my fucking cord!!!) You arre like uhm yeah right on and newcomb looks like hes trying to drill a hole through the person taking the photo. Stauffer looks drunk. hehehe...
My expression is priceless.
"Oh god this is uhm yeah great" :D!
Oh.. have i mentioned how GLAD I am to have not see nthese people since?
GOD ITS GREAT... Speically since I know I will prolly have a happier (and might i add well paying job?) than ANY of them. Fucking Kevin Evans. I am better at art that that fucker. Stupid Mr. Wheet. I WILL SHOW THEM! MWAHAHAHAA...*coughcough* 'scuse :D
I have no idea who that is, and have no idea where my yearbook would be. I haven't cleaned my room since I moved here 5 years ago :P
If you could scan, I'd appreciate.
When I realized that I would never see any of those fuckers again, it was the summer when high school ended. See, I would always /agonize/ about everything that happened there. And suddenly, any time I did, I could just repeat that I would never see any of those fuckers again. Became my mantra. Did wonders for my sanity.
I really liked Mr. Wheet. He was the one of the few humans in that place that acted like a real person, not some robot to the high school factory.
Well, i am cleaning ~my~ room, so when i come across my scanner cord i'll scan a picture of him too. He was one of the "bad" kids. I frequently saw him in the office *grins*
Well, Mr. Wheet is.. interesting. he was vague about things, like oil painting instructions. He would go anal baslistic if you didn't do it exactly right. *frowns* It also helped you were male. If you were a girl, you had to dress slutty. Well, at least thast how it happeneed after we left. just ask Niki. How much attention did you see me getting? *grins* And here I am , going to a school he told Niki's class he "wished he could teach at, but he can't take the Savannah temperatures". Blerg. He also promised me supplies. I am guessing casue he felt bad he wasn't giving me the scholarship. I might have gotten them if I came back in December, but I was terribly sick. And I saw him at Graduation this year (as well as others I wish I hadnt seen) And I realllly didn't want to talk to him. *frowns*
back to cleaning.. stupdi storm keeping me offline *grumbles*