today, i got caught throwing spitballs in class. sorry your class is so boring, mr. FAGFACE. anyways, they sent me to the principal's office. i grinned the whole way there, thinking to myself, wow i sure am glad i got out of that class. next thing you know, i'm sitting in this cold office, in a steel chair. i was freezing my ass off. so, i decided to light the carpet on fire. the receptionist seemed to think i was utterly insane.
the campus police showed up next.
i told them i was just cold and they seemed to think i was some pyromaniac and judging by my constant record of anti-social behavior, some kind of psychopath. being a psychopath is pretty cool in my book. all of my favorite films are about killers (nightmare on elm st, friday the 13th, halloween etc). it was almost like becoming a star in a slasher franchise.
i really want to up the ante. what do you suggest, ng?