today was a treat. you know, the kind of treat that ties you to a chair and rapes your grandparents while you are forced to watch. got written up at school for NOTHING. ms hill, the ap grabbed me by the arm, took me to her office and wrote me up. i have the yellow copy of the slip. the "reason for referral" is a scratchy circle. that is all. fucked. at least its only detention. still gay though. whatever, fuck it. ill just roll over. i have worse things to worry about. like the fact that i ran track so hard my toenails turned black and are falling off. and my feet bleed. then, jenius that i am (sic), practiced water polo on Dagobah, also known as the west u pool tonight with a buddy tonight. i could see the bacteria dancing on my skin. my feet will resemble a zombie's by the end of the week. on a brighter note, the little girl i had to watch last night has determined that she is going to marry me. WAAAATTTTTTT WOWWWWWWWWTTTTTT

~m~

big D, little e, a, and d
Mephisto is mother fucking Dead
sometimes things are good, and devastating. my track coach was fucking GIDDY with my performance today. the negroes that i was running with kept yelling "damn, nigga, slow down!!!! wes gots to run 4 more of these bitches!" i had to run eight more. so after all that i was like, "good shit". but then it happened. my track coach ran up to me, shook my hand, then explained what my next step is. OVER FIFTY MILES A WEEK. RUNNING OVER FIFTY MILES PER WEEK. EVERY WEEK. and this is just my start. now, keep in mind this shit, this "fun fifty" is after my workouts at school and i still have water polo training. GAAAA!!!! on a brighter note, the children were here tonight. the girl was neil, age 6. she was neil. very cool. Ally was over and something terrible almost went down. it involved a lack of bras and an abundance of my mother fiddling with my rooms doorknob. i reiterate GAAAAA!!! now, excuse me whilst i pass the direct skizz out.
Yours truly,
~Mephistopheles~

A....a drug dealer? A drug dealing PEDERAST, actually!

Man lots going on lately. As you can tell, i watched seven again. came on tv, but not edited. some strange cable channel. had to miss BP though. anyway, when he said the pederast part i flew off the couch screaming and writhing. Ally was bewildered. it did NOT help when i explained what a pederast was. I own a 1-2 year old tommorow. Take that in. He is under my care for the entire evening. my job is to make sure he does NOT get electrocuted. that is my job. when i squealed in delight and fell to the floor my mom looked like she was ready to leave me on a highway and drive off forever. when i regained breath, i had ONE question for her. "is he a berry or a candy???" my mom did not respond, but frowned a frown that will last for centuries. "well, can he walk or just crawl!?!?!" i demanded. her delayed response "well, i think he can just kind of stumble and toddle around, like a drunkard." MY GOD. MY GOD. WOW. I think my brain melted at that point. "whos that rascal with the tweezers in his pocket? everyone knows its... MEPHISTO." i found a delightfully shiny pair of tweezers two days ago and i have carried them around with me since then. i draw them out at what seems to always be the WRONG time. i now have many enemies because of my tweezers. i call them my "TWeeeaaZERS" i think everyone hates me. except for hot skanks. i was talking to this girl in my world history class. this girl is fucking gorgeous. porn star gorgeous. and we were talking and she busts out "do you like having your dick sucked?" i barely was able to even play this one off with the crewe charm. ill tell you what comes of this. it could be awesome. Im thinking of writing a childrens book "Are you there, God? Im ready to die now: a collection of silly people" by Mephistopheles Stickynails (pen name). Just a compilation of FUCKING idiots. it might be too large a book for children to lift though. i saw a woman pumping gas today. started pumping, got into her car, ROCKED OUT with her family to what sounded like some effim. boy band, and then got out and stopped the gas. i thought i was going to die. DANCING in the car with the static and shit. FUCK. i hate this planet. i must find out how to move to Cloud City!!!! yes!!! LANDO, im coming for you, bastard!!!" I think thats enough for tonight. i leave you with this:
C: there is a movie we must see!!!! spring break!
C: malcom in the middle is a spy!!!!!! he does matrix stufff!!! looks SOOO AWFUL!!!!
TreyMoore2000: yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE WILL GO AND CHEER THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE MOVIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TreyMoore2000: yelling helpful hints and advice to the characters on screen!!!!

~~~~Consturction paper Battletoads cosutmes. HUGE EYES~~~~