Carrot. Essays - Countdown, ModuleMotddata2012,

"Carrot." "Whadda ya mean carrot?" "Nothin' don't worry about." "Dude, what's yer problem?" "Nothin', chill." "Whatever." This work sucks! God I hate havin' to do work. I wish I could just crawl in a big hole and stay there. Today sucks. Oh well it'll get better after I ask that girl out later. She was totally flirtin' with me. "Dude, ya know that chick I was talkin' about the other day." "Which one?" "3rd hour." "Yeah, what about her?" "I'm gonna ask her out today." "Cool." "Hey, you two, be quiet back there," said the teacher harshly. "Dude, I'll talk you, later." "Cool." Well I guess today's not all bad, yet. Being a psychic sucks. I already know somethin' bad's gonna happen. God I wish this class would just end. I wish school would end. I hate writing. It sucks so bad. Was that the bell? No, crap everybody's still here. "Dude, how much time does this class have left?" "Just pack up bro the class is almost over." O.K. now that was the bell. I hope she's here. Alright she is. That's cool, maybe today won't suck after all. "Hey, yo, ya need some help wit that?" "Sure could you hold this for just a second." "No prob." "Thanks." "So did you go to any parades this week-end?" "Yeah, I went to the one in Slidell with my family and my boyfriend. His friend showed up and we all had a great time. It was so much fun. I caught a whole lot of beeds and stuff." Well then again today might suck after all. I can't believe this. God this sucks. This sucks more than anything that has ever sucked before. I wanna go home. I wish I could just go home and listen to "Suicidal Dream" and maybe some Smashing Pumpkins. Ohh crap my freakin' C.D.'s still at my aunt's I wish she'd mail it back. "So what did you do this week-end?" she said, obviously not realizing that she had just completely screwed my day all to heck. Maybe the whole piece-a-crap-week. "I went to some parades with my family. I wasn't all that into it; mostly helped my sisters get beads." "Oh that's so sweet." Oh well if that didn't just brighten my day right back up. Get my hopes up, shoot me down like a wounded duck, and then calls me sweet. How stupid can you get? Can she not see where this conversation was going?" I wish I'd have know yesterday rather than thinkin' an' rethinkin' this conversation over an' over in my head ?til I was almost obsessed. "O,K, well glad I could help ya but I gotta go do my work. It'll probably take me the rest of the period ta finish so I gotta go start now." "Thanks again." I shoulda known that a girl like that would have a boyfriend anyway. I hate myself. I'm so stupid. "Hey, yeah, what's up bro?" "Nothin', you?" "Nothin, much, it's all good." This work isn't that bad. I can do this. At least I ain't gotta write or nothin'. I still don't wanna be here. I don't wanna be any where at all. It's amazing how I for some reason even if I'm totally bummed I always sound happy when I talk. It makes me sick. Everything's just stupid. At least this class almost over. I wish she didn't have boyfriend. God she's so hot. " Dude." "What's up" At least there's a lot of people I know in the halls. (Time Lapse) Well that class sucked. And this one sucked so far, but it's almost over. "O.K. mark the spot and we'll start there tomorrow," said the teacher to my relief. God that girl's hot. She has the most beautiful hair I have ever seen. I might dye my hair that color. Or purple. I'm gonna read my magazine. Dude, "Monster Magnet", if this article is as funny as the one I read about them being protested for having nude lesbians on stage at a underage concert then this'll rule. Reading reading reading. O.K. enough reading. We've only got a few minutes left anyways. "Hey, can I see that." Dude, it's her. She is so hot. I always figured she wasn't in to "METAL". "Sure here ya go." I bet she wouldn't be half as hot if she didn't have red hair. "I love Monster Magnet." "Really, I figured you were into like rap