Okay, first things first...
I GOT AN IPOD!
Now, if you care any more why my life rocks, or how I got the iPod, go on.
SQUEEE! Since you can see this, you obviously give a crap about me. Yay. You made my life even happier.
Okay, since dropping boolProp my grades have improved like, a lot. My parents promised me: "If you guys get straight A's... we'll get you whatever you want." Of course, I worked REALLY hard to do this, since there are like, 1,000,000 things I could want for the easy price of actually doing homework.
I actually studied for GYM! Gym is always my worst subject, assholes grade us by skills, and written tests, and if you're not good at the sport you're doing, you'll fail. So since it's basketball, me and my dad were playing together and stuff, and I got an A-!!!
I had A's in everything else, and even an A+ in Math! I suck at Math! Hehehe! Well, yeah, my parents were really proud and they had to hold up their side of the bargain and I said: "Cellphone!" and they were like: "NO, sorreh, that's the only thing you can't have."
So then I was all like: "IPOD!!!!!!!!!!" and they were all like: "OK!!!!!!!!!" And I was all like: "YAYYY!!!!!" and all the stuff with extra exclamation points.
So yeah, I have a freaking iPod touch! I thought they were gonna get me this cheap MP3 player, 'cuz my parents do shit like that, but an IPOD TOUCH! YAY!!! I'm so freaking happy.
AND: My mom made my brother leave me alone on the bus too! Yes! I'm so freaking happy it's killing me that I'm not screaming in all CAPITAL LETTERS and abusing !'s! ... I am abusing !'s, but that doesn't MATTER!
My mom and dad are so fucking cool, and another great thing is: My brother got all B's so he got NOTHING, HAHAHAHA! And they banned him from touching my iPod because it is mine. Wahahahaha.
Oh, and at school a few days ago, this kid, who I've known since second grade(our middle school is a mix of my OLD elementary school(the one before I switched) and the one I went to for half of last year) was locked out of our music class, and I was like standing there with my arms crossed laughing at him. When someone let him in he pointed at me and said:
"YOU'RE A BULLY!" in this really nassally voice.
I started laughing so hard. And today, I was gossiping about him and he looked at me and was like: "Why do you do this to me?"
And I was like: "'cuz, you said I was a bully. So I'm trying to be a bully."
"You are a bully, and you're not a very nice one either!"
And at the end of the day, I walked up behind him and said. "Of course I'm not a very nice bully."
My life is complete, iPod, pissed off depressed angry brother, and me being a bully to someone. I've done everything I can with my life. Except kill myself. *shoots self*