Blog 421.
So, today, a group of friends went out with me after school. There were 8 of us. I was with Jazmine, Michelle, Amber, Kristy, Kayla, Gloria, and Gloria's little brother Alfredo. So, Michelle and Jazmine are a little behind us and we cross the street. The stupid crossing guard didn't even stop the Egyptian-driven taxi. He stopped about a couple feet away from Alfredo. So, the Egyptian cab driver was making faces and Alfredo yelled, "Calm down!" and the crossing guard couldn't mind her business, and told Alfredo to calm down. Then she was yelling at him in Spanish and he started mocking what she was saying. So then she said, "I know what school you go to! Kearney!" ... Kearney is nowhere near here. Gloria claims she said, "The Academy school," which would sorta be right. I said, "Oh yeah, I'm sh*tting my pants!" She started yelling at me in Spanish so I gave her the finger as I started walking toward Starbucks. Jazmine, Michelle, Amber, and Kayla are like, "Are you stupid?!" because we were in uniform. First off, I'm not afraid to tell anyone off. Second, who the hell is Kayla to call me stupid?! She's been in remedial for ten years! Anyway, they went to Five Guys and I went to Starbucks with the others. We all met back up in McDonald's later. Who cares? The crossing guard has the wrong school, she doesn't know our names, and probably doesn't even know how to use a cell phone. So we're good. Big whoop if we were in uniform. I would love to see my principal approach me. And she doesn't even approach people individually, she just makes an announcement to the school. Kayla thinks she's tough and she's a coward.
I'll blog more later. I still didn't gain any percent since like Tuesday.
Graduation: 37.
H2: 120.
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