Okay now, what I say below is not meant for you to understand unless you were there. It may not even be good gramatically and spelling-wise but whatever. I just had to blow off some steam about the frustrating events that happened... here goes:
Idiots. Yes, that’s what they are. They play and joke around in the center of the classroom. Loudly and stupidly jumping around, exaggerating every single thing that they do. Oh, you got a report card thrown at you? Why don’t you scream? Well, maybe that is what their inner voices were saying but everyone else was getting annoyed with their horseplay. Especially me.
They decide to lie about the most trivial things, though for some it is quite important. An example would be something like making muffins or buying muffins for people who are starving or homeless, or both. These horrid people will lie about bringing in muffins and someone taking them just to avoid the disappointment that would be directed to them because they couldn’t even bother to get some muffins for people who need it. All you have to do is lie, and I know what that type of lying is, I know when I see it that it is a lie. When you say you have something and don’t you lie about it by saying you put it somewhere then overreact when it’s not there. This is exactly what she did, getting all defensive about the muffins and every time they popped up in the conversation she smiled nervously and gave a little laugh with everyone else. Hackling about how the muffins were stolen and pointing fingers at random people who probably never even knew we were bringing muffins. This just makes my blood boil, her and her lie. Surprisingly this one lie can bring so much emotion out of me, the anger and rage that has been bottled up over these months.
While we were feeding the homeless we talked about people who were in crowds but still alone and needed help, then we touched upon the topic of people who haven’t found hope and that they should believe even though they don’t know what to believe in yet. They should still hope for something and hope that they will find someone to help them, even if they are too afraid to ask for help themselves.
My heart craves for a piano to fall through the roof and land on them. I want them to have their voices taken away, deemed forever mute. I wish for them to disappear into nothingness, disappear forever from my life, to leave me alone. Sadly, I think I’m the only one who gets annoyed with them and their presence, though, they can never only be there they have to make a loud and stupid scene.
My anger rises every time they get within view yet I can’t seem to tell them to be quiet, to go away and leave me alone. I fear that they will hate me as much as I dislike them. That they will tell everyone that I’m not fond of them and I will get even more secluded than I already am, even within my circle of friends. I even have to deal with another girl who thinks she is my best friend though we couldn’t be farther. Yet, somehow, I’m finding a way to pretend to be nice and avoid a trouble with her and her awful attitude. Yay me!
I don’t actually have any friends that I could talk with about anything, even deep things. I only have friends that stick with me on the surface, that don’t really want to know about the dead cat and mother in jail. They couldn’t care less about how much it hurts when they invite over the guy you like and they don’t even care about how I am choking and they pretend not to see me. These aren’t friends I want to have but I have two choices, have these terrible friends or be alone in the school with nobody to talk to, deemed a loser forever.
I don’t find myself rude just telling the truth and not holding anything back. I am me and nothing can change that. You are the one that needs changing, mean, lying, loud, and obnoxious group of preps. Populars crowned rulers by yourself. I hope the time comes soon that you guys come crashing down. =)
