I woke up in the morning and I walked out

I woke up in the morning and I walked out the house I was at my bus stop when I realized

That it was Friday, so I didn't really need it because we weren't going to do anything, so I just went to my bus stop and waited for the bus, got to school, and saw my friends

they looked at me askance. "Hey, guys 'sup?" My friends backed away as the school bell rang. "What happend?" I wondered. My classmates were whispering in small groups around me.

I'd uttered a completely out of date salutation and was now ostracized. I had no choice but to join a looser's clique. Marvin the Moocher grinned & squinted at me through horn-rimm

madness. The looser's clique was a group of people who barely kept in touch. The whole thing was to barely contact each other which made my insecurities worse because

no man is an island. Of course, some rich people OWN an island, and there was some rich white trash in my highschool. Once an uptight preppie tried to join our "looser's" clique,

so I said "Man! Wat da frow are ya doin man? Yo gotta wear ya pants down to ya knees if ya wanna be a looser.". But that uptight rich preppie couldn't see past his own belt buckle,

His belt buckle was another laughing matter. So I took my spoon, aimed it at his face and flung the contents at him. SPLAT! A spoon full of peas went wailing across the table.

It was on. He beaned me with the olive tray, I shoved his face into the pudding, he stuffed my nose full of squash, and I impaled him with a turkey leg. Ah, Christmas back home.