Mercy Is A Beast?

In reply to Mercy Is Cool?

The day before winter break at school, the teachers took their own breaks from teaching and gave us fun assignments. In math class, we made origami boxes.

If you didn’t know, I am a MASTER at origami (to an extent). I love it, and have loved it since I was little.

Anyways, the box involved ripping paper into squares. Ray couldn’t figure it out, and was impressed by my skills, so he asked me to do it for him. When I handed back his squared of paper (ripped in a shorter amount of time than it took for him to complete one), he said, “Wow. You are a BEAST at art.” Apparently, I am cool for knowing Skillet and a beast for ripping paper.

I’m keeping track for possible blackmail in the future.

That same day, I had art class, where I was shading black-and-white pictures. One of my friends sitting at my table also called me a beast upon seeing my work in progress. Weird…

Well, I hate popular stuff, and the word “beast” is popular. I’m not too thrilled about being called that, but it’s the thought that counts, right?

Did I mention Ray participated in St. Baldricks last year? Random fact I thought I might throw in.

And that day, my math teacher yelled at me for calling a classmate a jerk for bullying me. Right… so the bullies and the gum-chewers and the profanity-using kids and the vandils don’t get in trouble, but i do for standing up for myself?

First post of 2010, whooo!