Bitches get stiches
Those that know me, and are close to me, know that I cant abide by those that cause drama, and spread rumors for the pure sick twisted pleasure that they feel doing so brings. I thought that I had gotten rid of the two faced duche bags that I had so mistakenly considered my friends that partake in this evil amusement, but after this mind numbing reveleation that I was subjected to, I believe that this may be another rare time that Im wrong.
FUCK I cant stand high school. All the little skeezers vying for a "position" of whatever in whatever, and in doing so, dont care who they bring down (or try to bring down) in the process. Is really knowing So And So that important, that you'd stoop so low as to thrash another person's reputation to prove that you're "cool" with this person, in hopes that they recognize you? Is that what is truely so important about high school? I mean, I know education has taken a back seat to popularity contests, sexual gains, and other aspects of "real" knowledge, but is now Rumor 101 a class required for graduation? Sweet Jesus! I only have one more day of high school left, after that, I only have to go to Kofa for practices for graduation.
It was funny, this morning when the bell rang, it occured to Laura and me that the bell ment not only the end of classes, but that we were no longer in color guard, and that brought us both to tears, because we had such good memories (predominatly) of that group, and more so, of that year. But a few short hours after this tear jerking, bonding moment, I know that I will not shed another tear over leaving, because I will be so gald to be done, and be gone, and be AWAY from everything. Wow. Im down to the hours, and I cant wait.
Advice for the skeezers, whores, and two faced duche bags? Pull your tampon out and learn to be a real human being, its actually quite fun.
Love and Smiles
Caitie
FUCK I cant stand high school. All the little skeezers vying for a "position" of whatever in whatever, and in doing so, dont care who they bring down (or try to bring down) in the process. Is really knowing So And So that important, that you'd stoop so low as to thrash another person's reputation to prove that you're "cool" with this person, in hopes that they recognize you? Is that what is truely so important about high school? I mean, I know education has taken a back seat to popularity contests, sexual gains, and other aspects of "real" knowledge, but is now Rumor 101 a class required for graduation? Sweet Jesus! I only have one more day of high school left, after that, I only have to go to Kofa for practices for graduation.
It was funny, this morning when the bell rang, it occured to Laura and me that the bell ment not only the end of classes, but that we were no longer in color guard, and that brought us both to tears, because we had such good memories (predominatly) of that group, and more so, of that year. But a few short hours after this tear jerking, bonding moment, I know that I will not shed another tear over leaving, because I will be so gald to be done, and be gone, and be AWAY from everything. Wow. Im down to the hours, and I cant wait.
Advice for the skeezers, whores, and two faced duche bags? Pull your tampon out and learn to be a real human being, its actually quite fun.
Love and Smiles
Caitie