So. This week/weekend= awesome.

It all started on Friday with an asking to prom. After 5th period I approach my locker and I put in the numbers 49-32-11 and I pop my locker open. To my surprise my books have been moved around. No i'm not ocd and can tell when one little hair has been placed but this was noticeable. My text books were stacked up on the sides of my locker with a binder laying across the gap to make a nice little shelf of sorts. On top of this shelf there was a note. It read "Prom? -Dawn Abella" In a big orange font. Dawn Abella? Who is she? I don't know her. So I continue through out the rest of my day confused as anything. I finally figure out that she's a asian, black, dark skinned, cannibal from Russia. Needless to say not all of this was true (I'm still not sure about the cannibal part.) So I do what we do in our modern times and I "facebook" her. I send her a message asking her if it was meant for me etc. etc. She said that she didn't do it. o.O <-- that's my face after reading the message. So, here's the deal. Some random person knows my locker combination and is asking me to prom using a code name. I really want to know who it is. I think it was a great prank. Well played you sneaky devil, well played.

Next order of business. I was over at a friends house last night. Roughly 12:30 I believe. And my friend fell asleep. It's only right to draw obscene drawings and such on ones face correct? Well I didn't know where the markers were. So instead I shot him with about fifteen nerf darts. He woke up when I shot him in the face. "IN THE FACE!" -The Hangover. Oh and this morning I went to leave his house and I left my cell phone at his house. So I went back and ran into his house, ran to where my phone was, and picked it up and ran back out without saying a word. They were in the room with my phone. It was slightly awkward but I felt like a huge ninja.

I was also talking to my best friend last night. She's black. Yeah. Woot. Way to point out people's races. And she told me that i'm really all or nothing. Allow me to explain. I'm going to be Will, i'm not going to be the Will you want me to be or the Will I expect you want me to be. When I first meet someone i'm not going to act any differently just because I want you to like me. Because in the end you'll end up seeing the "real me" and if you don't like it then you're dumb, and I wasted my time trying to be someone who i'm not. I feel like many people say that about themselves and I guess it's true. But I'm different, and I'm special because I'm different and I'm special. You don't know other people like me. I'm so outspoken, and irrational, and lots of other really seemingly bad traits that actually make me very unique and fun to be around when i'm not yelling at you. (Which should occur if I actually care about you.)

That's all, continue your lives that are hopefully less boring and pointless to me other than the fact that I help keep plants alive by converting Oxygen to Carbon Dioxide. Gotta save the trees right? Yay.

The End.