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The poem can only be appreciated by reading it aloud:

Waka waka bang star tick tick hash,Caret quote back-tick dollar dollar dash,Bang star equal at dollar under-score,Percent star waka waka tilde number four,Ampersand bracket bracket dot dot slash,Pipes curly-bracket comma comma CRASH.

wooowwwwww, my nerdy friend sent me this, he is going crazy...

Now this is absolutely crazy. This whole world is going nuts. Check it:

"BERLIN (Reuters) - A German man who fell asleep in a rubbish container after a bout of heavy drinking had a lucky escape after he was tipped into the hydraulic press of a garbage truck, police said on Wednesday.
The 47-year-old was only saved from being crushed when the truck's driver stopped to urinate before continuing his round. He quickly switched off the press after he heard swearing coming from the truck's interior.
"The man admitted drinking a lot of booze the previous night and climbing into the container to seek refuge from the rain where he passed out," the police said in a statement. The man, from Fischbachtal in southwestern Germany, suffered only a minor head injury and mild shock."

Wow, that is a bit of luck! I wish I was that lucky. Cause it's not luck where I am...

I go to a random high school in nowhere. Other than stupid seagulls, there is Chemistry class. Chemistry (or Chem) is where you sit in orderly lab rows, and listen to a mind-boggalingly stupid and boring teacher try to explain orbitals and electrons. Nobody gets it, and if the prat learned to look around his classroom once in a while, he would find that half of the class is staring into space, a quarter is sleeping, and the other quarter is drawing stupid shit. That's me. I draw stupid shit.

I draw the craziest things in Chem. In chem, I get different thoughts (maybe cause of the chemicals?) and my mind goes crazy. A new crappy dimention comes out, and I draw crazy shit. Today I drew a pie. Yesturday I drew a bunny getting kicked in the face, and having his teeth splattered out. And a week ago, I made the blueprints for a suicide rollercoaster.

Chem, although boring, is my most productive class, cause I get something done! That's a flipping first for me. I actually finish stuff: my drawings.

The good thing is, there is a volleyball game during my chem period. Only those who bought tickets can go, and luckily I managed to get my grubby hands on one of these suckers. So, I guess I'm free tomarrow. But I still have to worry about Spanish, the "sniffing" dog (more about that later), lockers, mail bombing, english, julius caesar, my crazy P.E. teacher, seagulls, Rodney, my history homework, my ankle, my skateboard bearings, my new upcoming movie, my book, my backpack, and food.

High school is so busy...