My mom doesn't know why I dislike or hate her. Today was a perfect example of why.
Today she came in with me to talk with my teacher. I rather this not happen during school hours or when I'm around at least. They both talked as if I wasn't there, if I was a child in a play pen who couldn't understand them at all or hear them.
I heard them just fine, everyone could. I know my mom believes every single thing my teacher tells her even if I'm her child and I know I don't sleep every day during school. I know I don't talk in class at all. I know I fucking do my work.
I'm tired of being treated like a child in this school district. I'm tired of being treated with such disrespect in the form of speech, in letters, in everything I do or say. I know I'm a failure but I'm a failure that is or above the level that they are at.
The law supposably creates us all equal, that is complete bull shit. Even if your the same skin color as another person, you're lower then them because of your fucking age in the school system.
This place reeks more foul then the ass of a sick elephant who just ate a rotting corpse. I'm so tired of high school, of school in general, for the reason I lisited above but there's so much more that makes me tired of this place.
1. I always am treated as if I'm here only to fill up my time and leave like so many of the kids who are blown of their asses who don't work. I don't have a problem with people being high of their asses or being high in general at school as long as they fucking do their work.
2. When I do sleep in class, which is about once a week, I only sleep for about 10-30 minutes before I wake up on my own and go back to sleep. The fucking dipshit fat person who has no sense of what would look good on themselfs, who claims to be a female, she ether will double of thriple the time I was sleeping because she can't use the orbs that might be eyes to see how long I really was sleeping. Fucking dimwit.
3. They say their cutting and buckling down on drugs here at this school, right? Then how come deals for shrooms, pot, e, and other drugs goes on right next to me when it's completely silent in the class AND not get told to at least not to talk?
There's more then this but I must get back to work. I took off comments because this is a rant people, I don't need crits on it at all. It's also public because I really don't give a flying fuck who reads it.
Edit: And now I'm sick from being stressed, angry, and depressed all at once. Woot, byebye another 5 pounds.
I'm still up working on him!
I've been working on him all day today and most of last night as well...But at least it's raining and putting me into an artistic mood.
Oh, his name is awesome and I made an aim sn just for this boy to be able to use.
*I shall be most likely consumed by my efforts with him as well as him himself.*
If I become too hyper over him, please smack me upside the head.
*squeaks and dances*...Don't hit mee!