So after the pep rally, we started homecoming dance decorations in the cafeteria. I left at 5:30 to go home and eat. I came back at 6:30 because Marcus was taking Priscilla, Mai, and I to the game. We were like 6 minutes late, but Marcus and I rushed to the where the choir was right before we walked in. Then they announced the homecoming nominees, and Kristoddie and Jessica won king and queen.
When were done singing, we went to go sit by Mai and Priscilla. The game was fun, even though I think football is stupid. I found myself being the average American, yelling and screaming when they missed passes and cheering loudly when we got a touch down. It was my first ever football game. But were playing rivals so something was bound to go down.
During half time, as South's band was walking by, some idiots on our side were throwing things at them. Which is really stupid and disrespectful. Then a guy on South's team got hurt. He wasn't moving for a looong time and it was scary because everyone thought he was dead. An ambulance came onto the field and took him away. When a player gets hurt, you're supposed to be quiet and sit down. But some of the idiotic black ghetto hoes at the top decided to be ignorant and keep standing and making noise. "Why we gotta be quiet DANGG" "Laquisha, gurrrlll, give me my damn hot dog, shit!" I guess they were raised on the streets. I told my friends this is why no one likes black people. lol. Priscilla and I are African Americans, but those black Americans are really annoying and ignorant.
Anyway, our players played a good game, but we lost, 17 to 31. I walked away cussing angrily cause we lost, but as we were all walking away, a fight broke out on the field. According to my friend Janet who is a varsity cheerleader, South's football team thought one of our players Valerian attacked Jorge, the guy who was taken away in the ambulance, and like 8 of them beat him up. I was pissed as hell because it looked like our football team was just standing there amidst the chaos. Our administration was running around the field trying to stop the fighting, the coaches almost got into it with the other coaches, and it was all just crazy. When we got to the parking lot I was pissed as hell, cussing out South and our players that weren't helping Valerian. It was a crazy night.
And that's why I decided not to go to Homecoming. It was all too crazy. Our school showed how classless we were on Friday. I heard the homecoming dance was the best one yet. It was going to be my first and homecoming dance, but I don't care. In a way I regret not going, but whatever. What was there to come home to? Our students are just plain classless and I don't wanna "get down" with them. Who would want to? Besides, there's always Legacy and Prom. I don't know about Legacy, but I am DEFINITELY going to prom. No doubt about it.
So in conclusion, we are deeply screwed on Monday. Our principal and administration are probably going to take a lot of our priviliges away and chew us up and spit us out. I personally believe that the class of 2011 basically just gave the principal a reason to hate us even more. It's a shame, really. Homecoming week was fun and crazy, but I'm glad it's over. I just can't wait to get the hell out of high school and go on and do bigger and better things.
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