School resumed
So today was blegh.
I got to school during 2nd hour...which on tuesdays is our 3rd period class (we have this rotating schedule....it's crap)
Went to lunch and chilled with Emily, Anastasia, Madeline, and Sam, and Sextina.
So Tiffany Ramirez (Lola Black as some call her) pretty much told me in Creative Writing that my writing style sucks. To top that off, my teacher agrees with her. It's only because she is the fucking teachers pet.....memememememememee death, suicide.....mememememememememememememememememewiccammemememeememememmeemmeemmeemslittingwristsmemememememememememeem! I wanted to seriously scream at her. But I didn't. I just began to fill up with tears and I sat down.
I mean of all people she tells me this. She is a freakin chronic liar who claims she a witch...when she prays (our father, hail mary etc.) in class....does the sign of the cross....and it's funny first she told me she was a Pagan Christian, then she claims she does Black Magic...and then she says she's Wiccan....all 3 are completely different. And it's funny, I stump her all the time with my knowledge of the occult. Hello, I read a 2000 page book about everything back in 6 and 7 grades. And I have a notebook full of notes....it was for a school project by the way. I used to read up on the old religions...I was a confused child.
Anyways, this isn't the point. My point is that whenever she talks about her beliefs and the religion she follows (it varies, as I stated before) I bring up questions to ask her and she's all quiet and pretends I never ask them.
I'm like HAH!
Oh and she wrote a paper that was supposed to be about Hurricane Charley on how she wanted to commit suicide that night.
She was like "Oh how that shattered glass would feel great as it would lascerate (sp.) my skin."
She just wants attention and people like this....Frankly, annoy me.
And I am done.
Oh wait no I'm not.
So my sister's got reviewed at work. One got an A and the other got a B.
Oh boy. So my mom is taking them out to dinner to congratulate them.
You know what's funny, right when I walked in the door she goes "Oh, I forgot about Sean. What is he going to do tonight?" I was like whatever and grabbed my backpack and now I'm here in the computer room typing to you guys.
I feel so stupid writing all this.
But hey I just need to get things off my chest.
Detention today. Heather was in it with me. That was awesome.
It's funny everything used to be taken out on my sisters and now it's coming to me.
I'm the one who is messing up now. This sucks. This really sucks. This really really sucks. Call me if you want
I got to school during 2nd hour...which on tuesdays is our 3rd period class (we have this rotating schedule....it's crap)
Went to lunch and chilled with Emily, Anastasia, Madeline, and Sam, and Sextina.
So Tiffany Ramirez (Lola Black as some call her) pretty much told me in Creative Writing that my writing style sucks. To top that off, my teacher agrees with her. It's only because she is the fucking teachers pet.....memememememememee death, suicide.....mememememememememememememememememewiccammemememeememememmeemmeemmeemslittingwristsmemememememememememeem! I wanted to seriously scream at her. But I didn't. I just began to fill up with tears and I sat down.
I mean of all people she tells me this. She is a freakin chronic liar who claims she a witch...when she prays (our father, hail mary etc.) in class....does the sign of the cross....and it's funny first she told me she was a Pagan Christian, then she claims she does Black Magic...and then she says she's Wiccan....all 3 are completely different. And it's funny, I stump her all the time with my knowledge of the occult. Hello, I read a 2000 page book about everything back in 6 and 7 grades. And I have a notebook full of notes....it was for a school project by the way. I used to read up on the old religions...I was a confused child.
Anyways, this isn't the point. My point is that whenever she talks about her beliefs and the religion she follows (it varies, as I stated before) I bring up questions to ask her and she's all quiet and pretends I never ask them.
I'm like HAH!
Oh and she wrote a paper that was supposed to be about Hurricane Charley on how she wanted to commit suicide that night.
She was like "Oh how that shattered glass would feel great as it would lascerate (sp.) my skin."
She just wants attention and people like this....Frankly, annoy me.
And I am done.
Oh wait no I'm not.
So my sister's got reviewed at work. One got an A and the other got a B.
Oh boy. So my mom is taking them out to dinner to congratulate them.
You know what's funny, right when I walked in the door she goes "Oh, I forgot about Sean. What is he going to do tonight?" I was like whatever and grabbed my backpack and now I'm here in the computer room typing to you guys.
I feel so stupid writing all this.
But hey I just need to get things off my chest.
Detention today. Heather was in it with me. That was awesome.
It's funny everything used to be taken out on my sisters and now it's coming to me.
I'm the one who is messing up now. This sucks. This really sucks. This really really sucks. Call me if you want