My sincere apologies...

So sorry for the last post. I'd totally wimp out and not be able to pull the trigger if I tried.

I just really dislike the whole concept of school right now. Sure it would be nice to know who fought for our country in world war 1 and 2 and know about that Ghengis Kahn fellow, but my opinion on learning about things that have been done in the past is that it is the past and it wouldn't help towards my education to know who invented a freakin helicopter. Or dental floss. We should learn about Star Wars and the magical world of Harry Potter and do the things they do in X-Men for P.E. What is it again? Where the professor would simulate an actual fight in a huge room and the participants would have to endure it? Ah yes. The Danger Room. Because you can actually get hurt or even die in there. At least it's something fun and exhilerating! Besides the grueling hours we spend in that torture chamber of a classroom.

I'm not even going to start on math. No words can describe the pure hatred I have for that joke of a subject.

I realized what I said in my last post about me wanting to find out where that rapper, 50 Cent, got shot (in the temple of his head, through the cheek and twice in his back) and shoot myself in those spots, was a little too graphic and harsh. But incase you're wondering, why in those spots? Because I don't want to die. He got shot in those spots (and more) and he is still alive today. I just want to not worry about school. Even though as soon as I would recover from the wounds, Math and the entire school subject neighborhood would be waiting for me like we're at a freakin airport.

"heeeey jossh. i misssed youuuuuu. coomme oveeeer heeeere. i haave somme woooork for yoooou. youur miiiine foorevverrrr. i'll neever leeave youuuuu josssh. i looooove yoouuu jooshhh"

Say that in your head with a touch of persuasion and a milk jug of creepiness.

I want to be done with school so badly. But then I'd have another one to deal with. If I even go to college at Full Sail University. But that sounds way more fun than going to school in Meshik. More people. More socializing. And more fun. Sure the work will be there, but I'd be in a different place than Meshik.

P.S.
Dear Math:
Walk off a cliff the size of Mt. Olympus and break your face on the hard ground and fall into the hottest part of Hell and land on barbed wire dipped in lemon juice laced with acid and have Satan spit on you for eternity.

Don't love me.