WOMM - october 3, 2002

What's on my Mind This WOMM is going to include BITCHING UP THE ASS. I'm going to bitch SO MUCH in this, that you're going to stop coming here. You're gonna call this the BitchZone. Its going to be the worst bitching, or maybe, the best thoughts I've ever had - in a long damn time. First off, let me talk about what I know best. Bitching! Bitching comes in many categories. Category 1 - there's protestal bitching. I don't even know if protestal is a word, but it is now, God damn it. In protestal bitching, I bitch about things that SUCK. AKA, School. Everyone hates school, but then, they're the jackasses that say, stop whining, we all have to go to school, and then I say, "YOU LIE YOU STUPID JACKASS, (donkey) IF A SOPHOMORE CAN BE NUMBER 2 IN OUR CLASS, THEN WE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO COMPETE ON A CLASS-WIDE LEVEL!!!" Confused? Mark Fiecas, also known as Mark Feces, by me, and others, is Number 2 in our class. Number 1, of course, is Brandon Allport. Number 3 is Peri Arthur. Ok, WHY IN THE FUCKING HELL ARE WE DOING WORK, COMPETING FOR COLLEGE, WHEN THIS ONE PERSON, CAN SCREW UP THE ENTIRE PROCESS OF OUR CLASS RANK, WHERE WE ALL HAVE TO SHIT ON OURSELVES TO COMPETE WITH HIM, A PERSON THAT'S IN CALCULUS IN THE 10TH GRADE!!!!!! THAT'S LIKE FLYING A PLANE WHEN YOUR NINE!! NINE I SAY, NINE!!

Ok, I didn't really mean to talk about that, but here's another point I want to make. Substitute teachers. They're pieces of God forsaken shit. Some of them, however, are one of the cool pieces of shit, and they are very tolerant and let us do whatever. I mean, I'm not saying talking all period long and humping each other in class is approrpiate, but subs that think its fun to ban us from talking AT ALL can go down on a horse. Yesterday, in Pre-Cal, this sub walks up to me, because, (puts hands in the air and makes quotes) I was talking to loud, and the rest of my group was being too loud also. Man, go shit on a stick. Wait, you already did, I'M YOUR STICK, PRICK! So, she's like, what's your name? (BTW, she also took up a note I was writing Stacy Perkins. Luckily I didn't write, 'WOW, THE SUB BLOWS GOATS' all over the page). I say my name is Matt. I mean, that's not lying, right? There's only one fucking Matt in the class guys, and she doesn't even bother to look up my last name. She's like, "Matt who?" So I say, "Well see, I got a step-father, and I don't know which last name is which so I just don't know." (I don't have a step-father). She gets so pissed off at me, and writes me up. I tell her my name is Matt Impelluso the Third, and that's it.

So, today, I walk into Pre-Cal, and guess what? I get a D-Hall FOR SAYING I DIDN'T HAVE A LAST NAME!!! I MEAN, MAYBE IF I RAN AROUND THE CLASS NAKED SEVERAL TIMES, THAT DESERVES DETENTION, BECAUSE PEOPLE WOULD HAVE DIED BY THE SIGHT OF IT, BUT SAYING I DIDN'T HAVE A LAST NAME???? I want to slap you Texans. ALL OF YOU! Some of your parents think Hell is a bad word. I started saying hell in front of my mom when I was like, BORN. When I came out of my mother, I said, "Where the hell am I?" Then, they said, "Brooklyn, New York buddy boy, the cussing country of America, where you're free to tell teachers you don't have a last name."

Not only do I have a d-hall, HE MAKES A TAKE A QUIZ!!! A QUIZ! HE PUNISHES THE ENTIRE CLASS. Ok, listen. If you're going to give me a D-Hall, fine. But you know what? Just humilate me, or try to. I'll stand up for telling that son of a bitch I didn't have a last name. I'll let him whip me. I'll fight for my right to be a smartass. My name is Matt Impelluso, and her name is Bitch McBitch. So, he gives us a quiz. Guess what I do? Nothing. I write in Number 1 - 25. (My favorite two numbers combined). I write in Number 2 - 84. (A friend of mine's favorite number). I write in 3b - 611. (A birthday and favorite numbers of two friends of mine). In 3a, I worked a simple equation that I knew how to do. On the back, on the bottom, I wrote how school sucks in one line. I forgot what it was.

My point: When a teacher leaves a class, it isn't our responsibility to keep quiet. You're a teacher. You're supposed to teach us. When a sub comes in, YOU ABOLISH ALL RIGHTS TO MAKE US LEARN BECAUSE YOU'RE THE REAL TEACHER, HE/SHE IS NOT!!! I REFUSE TO LEARN NEW WORK UNDER A SUBSTITUTE. YOU TEACH US! I REFUSE TO SIT AND BE QUIET WHEN YOU, YOU, YOU DECIDE TO BE ABSENT TO ONE OF OUR CLASSES! WE SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE SUBS. WE SHOULD JUST GO INTO THE MEDIAN ON BAKER ROAD AND PLAY TACKLE FOOTBALL OR BARBIE MEETS KEN!!!

FUNNY THINGS TO DO TO PISS OFF YOUR FELLOW COMPUTER SCIENCE COMPADRE (AKA MATTHEW WURZBACH):

1)During the middle of a test, say, wow, this question is so gay, it reminds me of Matthew (or whoever)
2)Pull out your compadre's mouse cord and say, WHOOPS, LOOK WHAT I DID, I'M SO SILLY!!
3)When your friend gets up, change up all the things in the program to where it won't run, and leave a message in the program that says "CREATED BY SATAN!"
4)When he says he's smarter then you, and you got no good comebacks, just remind him who has the bigger penis.
5)When he gets up, open Notepad, and write, I'M GAY!, and change the notepad font to 84 or something huge like that

The Hot Girl Contest has turned controversial, as it always is, and everyone wants me to kick people off and do this and that. May the contest go on in the way it has come to. Kay? Thanks.

The 2002 Inaugural Sophomore Hot Girl Contest and The 2002 Inaugural Sophomore, Junior, and Senior Hot Guy Contest will be coming soon. So far, we got a good list of people. Sadly, someone wants to suck up to me or something, cause I'm on the hot guy list for the Junior class. I should be in the Hot Clown list or something.

SWEET ACTION!!!

"Mrs. Phillips, instead of using just a letter variable, can we use variableSweetAction instead?" LMFAO!!

May we rest in peace, in this time of filthy war.

-Father of all