Thursday, May 12, 2005 . 5/12/2005

I've finally gotten brave enough to tell Demetre to shut up when he pisses me off. No one likes him. He looks like a rat and thinks he can rap. I should bring in this picture of that one rat kid that was on Ripley's once.

The class he's in is math, and with the teacher, who is soft, you can pretty much get away with anything, especially if you're quiet. He doesn't care if you don't do your work as long as you're quiet. Some teacher, eh? But the good part about it is people get to smack Demetre all over and get away with it. Even the teachers, all of them, find him really annoying. I kicked him in the leg today, and boy, did that feel good. Other times I pushed him off the desk, smacked him in the head, and again, kicked him in the leg. Oh yeah, and I scratched him with my long nails plenty of times. This kid learns slower than a puppy. Yet he still continues to act imature. Did I mention he's gay, or seems to be? He giggles whenever someone says "fanny" or something of the sort. I can seriously see myself one of these days, whether it be next week or next year, finally getting pissed off enough to twist his neck and kill him. 0 Comments - Post/view comments