1/2n1/2 The Coffee Creamer

Scribblings on The Public Bathroom Stall
2002-05-01 02:18:05 (UTC)

I hate Ms Potty....

Ms Potter is the meanest person in all creation, she is my
reason for bummification.
In short, she made me cry.
Yeah, I cried.
Not good times.
I managed to contain the tears until after school but as bad
luck would have it I had rehearsal after school.
I love going to rehearsals, this just ruined it for me
though.
So I went into the drama room and sat down on the floor.
I was there for a little while, people arrived and whatnot.
I asked Drama Teacher if I was needed for the day.
He said yeah, and then I guess that’s when he noticed I
wasn’t a happy camper.
He asked if I was okay.
I said I was fine in a rather mean sarcastic voice.
I didn’t mean to say it like that but I was trying not to
cry.
Then more people started to ask if I was okay and it was
about then when I couldn’t take it anymore and started to
cry.
I hate when I cry in front of people and have cried at
school an amazing number of 2 times before this so yeah it
was not very cool.
I did tell Nordy that Ms. Potty was the cause for my
unhappiness.
He understood a bit I guess.
I later was able to control myself and continued on w/ the
rehearsal like nothing at all happened.
I need to have a chat w/ Ms. Potty but for the moment I’d
prefer to have a bit of time to control myself.
Other than all of this I was actually having a very good
day.
Saw Cynic and 2 other people do some great monologue stuff.
Cynic’s was the best one.
Got Super Nachos
Hung out w/ Pineapple Roadkill during lunch had some good
laughs.
Went to geometry and gave Fruit Loop Death Bomb this 2 page
front and back detailed note about this really weird dream I
had last night.
She seemed to like it, which is nice.
Went to spanish and it was about here that the day went bad.
Asked permission for me and Fruit Loop Death Bomb to go see
Pineapple Roadkill’s monologue.
Permission not granted.
I wanted to see him portray a 6 ft 1 Keebler elf!
Then went to Potters and well she did that thing that
Potters do you know....
Yeah that thing, w/ the tears and yeah....
Anywho, yeah that was my horrifically unfun day.
Went home, had to take care of Cece.
She started to play w/ my keyboard and after a while she
left it alone so I turned to her and said "Are you done w/
my piano?"
She looked at me and then said very clearly for a one year
old and kinda in the tone of voice I use when I say this "I
am not."
Amazing, I taught her something other than how to play the
kazoo.
At least my mom got me Starbucks.

And yeah Ms Potter it’s a combination of Hip Hop and
Shakespeare...Deal w/ it!
Ummm....yeah it’s a show we get to see....
Whatever I shall depart
-1/2n1/2 The Coffee Creamer




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