Status Update
What a wonderful world we live in, ne? The lonileness kicked in not to long ago and I started doing random bats of crying. I have no idea, but I read something yesterday and burst into tears. No reason at all. I'm not even sure if it IS because I'm near PSM.
I cried last night too, and even after that I couldn't sleep. I stayed up for several hours after until I finally nodded off. The following morning, Dad slams open my door and says "Get up, you have ten minutes to get ready for school." . . .What. The. Fuck. Ashley once again forgets to set the alarm. Who gets the sarcastic remark? Treanna, the fourteen year old mental punching-bag. Though, it didn't annoy me as much as it usually would have.
My science teacher threatened at us to do our homework. "You better all do your homework or I'll BLAH BLAH BLAH, I'm a loud motherfucker." No, seriously. First she says "Work smart, work less." And then she's all "WELL, MAYBE IF I GIVE YOU MORE WORK..." Fuckin hypocrit. No seriously. I was about to stand up and say something.
"Listen, lady. I don't give two shits if you dislike me or not, or if I'm a supposed bad student. But what are you here to do? Serve ME. To teach ME. So you need to do a little less bitching and a little more TEACHING. Yes, I know I made a mistake by not doing the homework but that is MY FAULT and I GET IT. You're doing your job, aren't you? YOU'RE TEACHING US RIGHT, AREN'T YOU? Or are YOU fucking up too?" r.r One day, bam, zoom, broomstick up the ass, Mrs. O'Neill. Broomstick up the ass...
I cried last night too, and even after that I couldn't sleep. I stayed up for several hours after until I finally nodded off. The following morning, Dad slams open my door and says "Get up, you have ten minutes to get ready for school." . . .What. The. Fuck. Ashley once again forgets to set the alarm. Who gets the sarcastic remark? Treanna, the fourteen year old mental punching-bag. Though, it didn't annoy me as much as it usually would have.
My science teacher threatened at us to do our homework. "You better all do your homework or I'll BLAH BLAH BLAH, I'm a loud motherfucker." No, seriously. First she says "Work smart, work less." And then she's all "WELL, MAYBE IF I GIVE YOU MORE WORK..." Fuckin hypocrit. No seriously. I was about to stand up and say something.
"Listen, lady. I don't give two shits if you dislike me or not, or if I'm a supposed bad student. But what are you here to do? Serve ME. To teach ME. So you need to do a little less bitching and a little more TEACHING. Yes, I know I made a mistake by not doing the homework but that is MY FAULT and I GET IT. You're doing your job, aren't you? YOU'RE TEACHING US RIGHT, AREN'T YOU? Or are YOU fucking up too?" r.r One day, bam, zoom, broomstick up the ass, Mrs. O'Neill. Broomstick up the ass...