God Damn! I HATE Holt High and stupid fuckin’ Mr bloody Guthrie. What an absolute asshole! My Mum ; Dad are gonna get him fired so he can never work at another school again for what he did to me. I hate this stupid school and all their teachers. The only reason I’m still here is because I love playing basketball and I might be able to get a scholarship to Phillip’s Junior College and I know I’ll get it. The rest of the team really sucks.
Now I’m in trouble ’cause I hit the bastard. I bloody knocked some of his tooth out as well. He bloody well deserves it. When that little slut Vicky got up to do her speech in American History class I told Davo about her sleepin’ with that guy then ditchin’ her and that now she’s pregnant. Bloody Davo that bastard said he didn’t hear me so I got in the shit and got sent outside. He started rabbiting on about if I don’t pull my shit together then hes gonna fail me. Just because I haven’t handed in some stuff, and I mean why do we need to pass American History to graduate? All I want to do is play basketball. I can’t believe this shit. All the teachers are against me and Guthrie was the one that attacked me first. Like he can’t do that and I’m getting in trouble for defending myself. He’s just in a shitty mood ’cause of that Ms. Jones. She’s a babe alright and Mr. Guthrie is trying to sleep with her. As if he has a chance in hell! I’ve seen him trying to hook in with her. I’ve seen her a couple of times in Holt near the train station. She’s a bit of a slut for a teacher wearing all her skimpy little dresses trying to make all the teachers flustered.
After that bloody incident we had to go to some stupid conference thing in the library after school and talk to the Principal about what I had done. I told my Mum that I didn’t touch him and that he assaulted me and she actually believed me. What a dumb ass. Dad knows that I did and he reckon I should learn how to punch properly so that next time I knock his teeth out. The principal started reading out all this stuff about what I had done in the past and my Mum was going nuts because she thinks that they were just using large words to confuse her. She’s so embarrassing when she gets worked up. I can’t believe she wore this stupid little pink sweater that was way too small her. Doesn’t she know that I do this all the time or is she actually that stupid? It was my word against his and when the principal asked if I hit him I just denied it. But the asshole is on Guthrie’s side. I got suspended for five fuckin’ day and missed out on two games of the Interstate Basketball Tournament and they lost because I wasn’t there. I was there star player. When my Dad found out I wasn’t allowed to play basketball on the weekend he went absolutely nuts. He was like threatening both of them. Guthrie was bloody pissin’ his pants the little pussy. The only good thing that happened that night was I went to go see Mary again. I slept at hers that night. That seems to be the only good thing thats happened to me this week.
Mum and Dad went to school complaint board to try to get Guthrie fired but I didn’t think it was gonna work. My Dad actually wanted to go to Guthrie’s and kill him with his 12 gage pump-action shotgun. I mean I hate Guthrie for making me miss out on the IBT but I wouldn’t actually kill the bastard.
We went in there and Guthrie wasn’t there. We were hoping that he wouldn’t be here so we could call him a bad teacher but I think the principal told him. Little blabber mouth better watch it before he gets run down in the car park on a late night. Guthrie came into the room when they were listening to some stupid lady blabbering on about the school buses not being on time and the kids swearing. Who actually cares if they swear on the bus? School is over and the bus drivers should be bloody used to kids swearing. Although sometimes you get these grumpy old dudes that get angry if you play with the curtains and stuff. I got kicked off the bus once ’cause I told him where he can stick his fuckin’ curtains. What an asshole he made me walk all the way from school back home. After that whenever I saw him I just like pretended I was gonna get him and his precious bus so he retired and then the school and Guthrie tried to blame it on me! What faggots!
All the people up the front were going on about how I can’t graduate if I dont pass American History and that I’ll have to finish the subject over the summer break. If I don’t graduate they wont let me play for the NBA which is where I eventually want to go. The only good news I got out of going there is that I don’t have Guthrie as my American History teacher anymore. They’re gonna get me another teacher for the time being so I don’t have to be around that crazy son of a bitch. When they reached their decision that nothing was going to happen to Guthrie my Mum started saying stupid shit like Oh can’t he just go up on stage and receive a blank diploma? I mean what a dumb bitch! I cant even go there if I don’t graduate. Your not even allowed to wear those robes if you don’t graduate. I don’t think my Mum even graduated considering how fuckin’ dumb she is.
Me and Davo got a great idea on how to get Guthrie back. His two kids like Mike & Robby or something like that ALWAYS watch a movie on Saturday nights. We’re gonna give a little ride…. That’ll teach Mr. Bloody fuckin’ Guthrie to not mess with Russel Beckman EVER again……..