DONT DIE FREDERICK! part 3/finale

Sorry for the long, anti-dramatic pause in this, guys, but I've been driven up the wall with last minute stuff.

So for those of you wondering about Frederick (which I'm absolutely positive 100 percent of you could care less), he actually came back to school on Friday, the day before spring break. Welcome back Frederick!

And even better news: He isn't a robot in disguise! (as I discovered after dumping half a buck of water on him...)

That's all I've got for right now, just letting you lovely kids know I'm still alive and kicking, despite Natalie Rivers' most recent attempts (yes, I am calling her out). More coming later, but right now, I need to finish this job application...

oh, and so much for a 'hot minute' this spring break.

Anyone up for a casual fuck?

follow my twins advice and suggestions on this one. we both agree that it needs to be with a complete stranger who doesnt mind getting objectified.

I'm now taking applications.


in the meantime....i really have nothing to talk about. this is one of those random posts that i had every intention of writing but nothing to fill it with....

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i hope so, or else i just slammed my head on the keyboard repeatedly for nothing.

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anyways

dont forget about the casual fuck.
IM SERIOUS GUYS..............

anyways

more to come when i actually have an idea of what i'll be writing.

dont die Frederick! pt 2

turns out frederick wont be coming back to school until after spring break.

show of hands, how many people think a robots going to come back disguised as him? and if so, how are we going to prove it? I'm more than willing to follow him around with a bucket of water to see if he shorts out, but i dont think adminstration will be too happy with that.

anyways, today's one of those useless days where i have a study hall, a free period, and then first lunch, all after the other. add the fact that i left my change at home and all i have are twenties, so i cant buy anything from the vending machines, today's feeling pretty pointless.

give it up for the hump days, everyone. arent they just so wonderful?

oh, and remember that government teacher i told you about? turns out he ran into a former student in London who also happened to come back and visit him this week.

again, i am not making this up. the government teacher actually does act like this.

he's talking to noone in particular about how he ran into said former student in London:
"Well, it was a rainy Tuesday night and i ran into him in London." (the whole time he's talking, i swear to god, he's got the 'lovestruck' eyes as he looks at the former student) "we then went out to a bar to grab a few drinks and, uh" (he suddenly realizes everyone in the classroom is staring at them) "you know, there's kids around, maybe we should talk about this later." they awkwardly cough and then shuffle out.



i dont think any more comments are necessary for that.

in the meantime, remember that dearest Hawaiian friend of mine? turns out that if you put FWD: in front of a text message, write whatever you want, then send to her, you can convince her she actually wrote it.

defininetly made my monday a thousand times funnier. in fact, i think imma send her another one right now...


well, that's all folks, for now. I have one hundred pages to write by friday for an english project and so far i have successfully written nothing.....

i'm such a good student

Dont die, Frederick

Just a quick update on what's been happening so far...

In my theology class, we have a frail lady (who resembles a twig) who teaches us and every day she leads us in prayer. Due to the recent deaths that plagued private schools in 2011, we've come to learn that she says, "we lift up (enter dead person's name here) to you, o lord" whenever praying for a dead person.

Today, a fellow student (who will be named Frederick) underwent surgery to fix his leg. While praying about it, Mrs. Twig says "and we lift up Frederick to you, o lord".

last I checked, Frederick isnt dead....

if you're reading this, Frederick, PULL THROUGH MAN

let's try this again...

For those of you who know who I am and have actually read stuff I've written, you've probably come to the conclusion that the blog really sucked in comparison to my other works.

I have a really good explanation for that.

My nook, which is what I used to write the first blog post, would only let me write in HTML format. And apparently, in HTML format, no matter how many times to hit the enter button, it just looks like a space. For example:










all of that would just be a solitary space in HTML format.

That being said: HTML format, you can go screw yourself.

Then add the fact that I was typing it up at about midnight after a two hour hockey practice and Chili's, tiny screen typing makes me tired and my grammar went a little lax.


So, for those of you who are wondering why I'm doing this, a certain friend of mine, the Hawaiian (yes, the same one who ditched me on A Beard To Remember), is convinced that I never have a normal day in my life because I'm always running into something or someone interesting.

I agree one hundred percent with that.

So this blog will chronicle all of the unusual things I encounter in a day, and to kick it off, I'll comment on my government teacher.


At this current moment, he is currently obsessing over starfish. Why is that unusual, you might ask? It isn't really, except for the fact that he likes them because they're asexual.

oh, and he defines asexual as: "being able to regrow lost limbs."

I'm quoting him word for word guys...


This is also the same guy who almost killed himself when he backed into a bike rack and almost split his skull open in the school parking lot.

My life's awesome.


Spread the word and keep reading, my sexy followers. And always remember:

"Everyone knows you need a flute in a screamo band"


....or something along those lines. I was really tired last night and cant remember what I typed.

anybody wanna start a cover band?

Believe it or not, im dead serious about the cover band thing. its an "a day to remember" cover band. its called a beard to remember. slots are now open and im taking applications, especially since my hawiian friend ditched the idea the second it was properly announced. I mean, come on, everybody knows you need a flute in a screamo band. More coming later, but im still in the testing face. be back soon. if im not back in a day....just wait lomger.