then we went to an award assembly, up till 4th period. got to 4th period and my teacher puts a hand on a student, so we all all these securities and what not.
5th period- had an argument with a teacher because she had lost someone's work, in which i had handed to her in her hand. so the blame was on me. so we're both arguing with her because the student handed me the paper to give to her and saw me give it to here therefore it wasn't like i did something to it. but whatever the student found the paper in the teacher's folder, stupid bitch.
6th period- through out the yr theres these 2 ghetto and i mean ghetto black girls who sit behind me, and always talk shyt about me. i think its pointless so i always bite my tongue, but today they said something that trigger me to want to come out and just burst out how i felt which im going to vent and do now.
to those to ghetto black bitchs
im not death ya knoe, i hear every wrd you say
if anything stop being to face if you think your so tough
and say shyt to my face, like seriously grow the fuck up duh,
no i am not perfect or try to act like jesus, dont hate me cuzh i look good
dont hate me because you can never be me, yea i get away with a lot of shyt
you would to, if you weren't so ghetto.
im not death ya knoe, i hear every wrd you say
if anything stop being to face if you think your so tough
and say shyt to my face, like seriously grow the fuck up duh,
no i am not perfect or try to act like jesus, dont hate me cuzh i look good
dont hate me because you can never be me, yea i get away with a lot of shyt
you would to, if you weren't so ghetto.
7th period- on my way to lunch. guess there was suppose to be a fight in front of the cafe, but everyone was like on top of eachother . there was no fight, people were pissed, so they started acting stupid, i got pushed to the floor then the lockers. that 2nd time i got pushed, all the anger i had through the day just ERGHHHHHHHH triggered me like a bullet wanting to burst the fuck out of a gun. i got up and was ready to starrt swinging at anyone, throwing puncheas at whoever, until my homeboy grabbed me by my hoody, literally almost picked me up and walked me the other way although i fought him not literally, but yea just so i can go back so i can have just one hit, just to get my anger out.
8th period- was the only good period. =)
after school sucked, at 1st it wasn't raining, but as i walked it started pouring. luckily i had an umbrella, the new guy who i thought i knew but didnt [ a couple of blogs perviously written about] who keeps starring at me during lunch was behind me and his home boy was walking with him and then came under my umbrella tryna talk to me and asked if i a had a boyfriend, no i dont. the end i took my turn and went home while he went straight.
speaking of boyfriends. i wrote a somewhat break-up letter to sam. its not a break up letter because we're not together, and you can't break something apart if its not together in the 1st place. but yea i wrote him a letter so we can stop talking. but i didnt send it to him yet because i actually want to say it on the phone or in person and give him his sweater.
the end. toodlez
8th period- was the only good period. =)
after school sucked, at 1st it wasn't raining, but as i walked it started pouring. luckily i had an umbrella, the new guy who i thought i knew but didnt [ a couple of blogs perviously written about] who keeps starring at me during lunch was behind me and his home boy was walking with him and then came under my umbrella tryna talk to me and asked if i a had a boyfriend, no i dont. the end i took my turn and went home while he went straight.
speaking of boyfriends. i wrote a somewhat break-up letter to sam. its not a break up letter because we're not together, and you can't break something apart if its not together in the 1st place. but yea i wrote him a letter so we can stop talking. but i didnt send it to him yet because i actually want to say it on the phone or in person and give him his sweater.
the end. toodlez
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