Thankfully though everyone and everything is fine, school security got the kid and they checked me to see if I got hurt. Jeez, it always seems that when the year starts ending and the stress rolls in people start losing their shit more than others.
So I witnessed a kid break down at B.O.C.E.S today. It got bad and I was the first one to, stupidly, intervene since no teachers were around. I swear if I hadn't held the kid off though he would have done some terrible shit with the things he can get a hold of in the electrical class, that being said since my construction class, auto body, and electrical have potential to be the most dangerous due to our equipment.
Just gonna vent a bit right now I suppose. I'm not too much of an emotional guy, actually I'm quite the opposite most often. But today something happened and I can't help but hold this shit back any longer, I haven't cried in so long and now I sit here, streaks down my cheeks and pattered droplets of sorrow upon my shirt coupled with wet hands. This is something so old to me revived once again......
When you're 17, have a good job, girlfriend, college scholarship, manage your money well, pay for your own car and phone, have FAFSA to boot, and make your own choices but the two people you live with still try to force a religion on you and give you no choice in the matter.
So today was interesting, we just had a kid in our class get caught with dip and our teacher said the kid can use his dip. But they are not allowed to spit it out anywhere, so now the kid is sick to his stomach.
Ok, so I just roasted the hell out of my friend today. We were all hanging out and talking when he mentioned about when they first came out to their parents and the first thing I said was, "Yeah, it only took you so fucking long. Did you find Narnia in there bro?"
I just got to beam my Government teacher in the back of the head with a foam ball from across the room. It bounced off his head and hit the kid behind him right in the face. I just got triple points for that in our game XD
We got a visiting group of kids here at my construction class today. Our teacher pulled out the rebar cutter as usual for class tradition, and this is the first time I've ever seen a whole group of kids jump at seeing the sparks.