The third and final day of Muck Up Week happened today and it was nowhere near as much fun as the first two. Day one was cross dressing day, which was amazing, day two was geeks day which I thought wouldn’t be that great but it turned out awesome and today was random shoes day, which was quite average because most people just wore casual ‘non school’ shoes. Mr. Ellis, instead of cracking a fit, joined in and wore odd shoes or something, and some people thought he was great because of it, and others thought he was a inconsistent periodic man and were very discombobulated. Anyways, the random shoes went all day, and it ended up being quite fun, at least for the people that went over the top.
I was originally going to just wear thongs or something mild, but I thought that I might as well do something better and more memorable, so I wore tissue boxes that I stole out of my brother’s room on my feet as shoes, which were actually really comfortable and I wrapped duct tape around my feet and all that so they stayed on. Looks like my brother will need to get some more tissue boxes before his next self ejaculation.
I just asked Tom Wilkin what else happened today, and he replied with a simple, ‘party in the car park, kicked the footy,’ which is pretty much it, spot on, I don’t know how I can even extend on that because he really hit the nail on the head and put the whole day in a really tight and small nutshell. We also found out that Stevy isn’t having the graduation after party, I was pretty angry, and by pretty angry, I mean that I was going to consider killing someone, because we would have nothing to do after Friday but my murderous rampage was stopped when my fellow year twelves all said that they would all ask their parents and try their hardest to have a party, bloody hell I was so happy that I even said I would try and have the grad party here at my house but I didn’t really try and I just asked mum and she said no and I said oh okay, damn.
My tissue box shoes worked extremely well, and lasted all day before they started dilapidating around lunch time and they started dispensing tissues all over that little grass reserve bit in between where the awesome year twelves hang out and those year nines, like my wanker brother.
Remember when I first started this blog, you probably don’t, but if you actually have read the first one, you would know that I started this just about the time that I got sick of playing The Sims because my guy was amazing and was like level ten on everything and there wasn’t anything to do. I am really in the mood to play The Sims again right now, like I cannot wait until I stop typing because I’m just going to load up The Sims and play that until indoor, and then after indoor I will probably go and drink somewhere and get pumped for muck up day and graduation and all that but if nothing happens, I’ll just come back home, and play The Sims.
I was originally going to just wear thongs or something mild, but I thought that I might as well do something better and more memorable, so I wore tissue boxes that I stole out of my brother’s room on my feet as shoes, which were actually really comfortable and I wrapped duct tape around my feet and all that so they stayed on. Looks like my brother will need to get some more tissue boxes before his next self ejaculation.
I just asked Tom Wilkin what else happened today, and he replied with a simple, ‘party in the car park, kicked the footy,’ which is pretty much it, spot on, I don’t know how I can even extend on that because he really hit the nail on the head and put the whole day in a really tight and small nutshell. We also found out that Stevy isn’t having the graduation after party, I was pretty angry, and by pretty angry, I mean that I was going to consider killing someone, because we would have nothing to do after Friday but my murderous rampage was stopped when my fellow year twelves all said that they would all ask their parents and try their hardest to have a party, bloody hell I was so happy that I even said I would try and have the grad party here at my house but I didn’t really try and I just asked mum and she said no and I said oh okay, damn.
My tissue box shoes worked extremely well, and lasted all day before they started dilapidating around lunch time and they started dispensing tissues all over that little grass reserve bit in between where the awesome year twelves hang out and those year nines, like my wanker brother.
Remember when I first started this blog, you probably don’t, but if you actually have read the first one, you would know that I started this just about the time that I got sick of playing The Sims because my guy was amazing and was like level ten on everything and there wasn’t anything to do. I am really in the mood to play The Sims again right now, like I cannot wait until I stop typing because I’m just going to load up The Sims and play that until indoor, and then after indoor I will probably go and drink somewhere and get pumped for muck up day and graduation and all that but if nothing happens, I’ll just come back home, and play The Sims.
1 comments:
teachers probably told ellis to ease up on you all because it's your last week, in one of my classes i remember a teacher saying something about you all having your fun and to let you dress how you want or something along those lines.
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