It's Judgement Day

Hrm...Some girl called a friend and I retards on the bus so in retort I called her a bitch. When I sat down she got up in my face and started yelling at me like a crazed lunatic, so I told her she was ugly when she was pissed off. Nothing happened in the end. It amused me greatly. Not exactly meaningless, and doesn't exactly go with the thread, but she deserved it. Fuckin' spoiled rich bitch. Otherwise, everything "harmless and meaningless" revolves around my sister. When I was really little, I snuck down the stairs and ate my sister's orange. In the morning she went to eat it, and was pissed to find that it wasn't there. So the following conversation ensued: Her: Jess! Did you eat my orange?! Me: What? No. Don't you remember? Her: Remember what? Me: YOU ate it! Last night! Her: No I didn't! I was asleep! Me: Then you must've eatten it in your sleep then, because I remember you eatting it! Her: ...Really? Me: Yeah. You've sleptwalked before. Her: I have? I don't remember sleepwalking... Me: Well DUH. And thus she believed me. Note: She doesn't sleepwalk, and when I told her what actually happened a few years ago, I got a nice bruise on my arm. So maybe it wasn't exactly "harmless" on my part.

My friend was just talking about World of Warcraft in his sleep ...but I bet he'd believe me :P. Damn obsessed with the game. My dad walked in the living room once chewing on a reader's digest. I also sleep walk sometimes and have found myself waking up in a different room than what I fell asleep in before ...to my knowledge I have never left the house though.

As to being on topic ...I punched a kid who was desperately trying to get acceptance with me in the face one time and knocked some of his teeth loose (in 8th grade). He wasn't liked by very many and tried the "macho" persona ...and he kept bugging me by throwing shit at me for no reason (well, I guess attention ...he had been talking to me all day) so I got up when the teacher wasn't looking and punched him in his jaw. He flew out of his chair and into the floor. I then sat down and put my head down on my desk while I was sleeping while he spit blood out and my teacher (my football coach at the time ...hence me getting no trouble ) allowed him to leave.

I think the guy may be mentally handicapped but hey ...he was an asshole :P. He was in "normal" classes so maybe he wasn't or he just slipped under the radar. Freshman year I walked out of the lunchroom out of a side door which I wasn't supposed to use (it goes right into the hallway) and the door opened up and hit him in the face HAHAHA. Sorry ...it's funny though .