Well, well. Today was interesting.
I nearly got written up!
(I would have been suspended)
What happened was My friend and I were in our 6th period and we weren't doing any work because the day before almost the whole class wasn't there. The ones that were there did the work for today and heard the lecture for today, so we were promised that we could just hang out today. So we were sitting there reading and listening to our ipods. He had no problem with that, but then randomly he asked my friend to move.
When she asked why he said that I could move with her.
I turned to him and asked him again, "Why?"
Then he said he would write us up if we didn't move.
He said "I don't have to give you a reason."
And I was like "Yeah you do, we have the right to know why we are being punished."
Then our other friend stood up and yelled at him (not that we weren't already yelling) And he was about to write her up.
As he was filling out her form at his desk I walked to him and yelled "Why the hell are you writing her up?! For Yelling? Nicole and I yell at you all the fucking time!" -cause we do- "If you're writing her up for that then write us up for it too!"
Then he said "But she is on Probation-" (I cut him off)
"So you have to be harder on her? She's already goign through hell, Just leave her alone!" (My friend was crying)
He tore up her referral and we sat down.
Then he came over and told me and Nicole to move again.
I stood up
"Why the hell should we move?"
He had already filled out Nicole's and mine referrals and I was really annoyed.
The rest of the class was standing up and screwing off (hitting eachother and shit) and I got annoyed.
"Why the hell are you writing up the two people in this class who were sitting down and reading when they're fucking hitting each other!"
Then I realized something.
Then people who were screwing off were all the guys in the class, and the people he was writing up for stupid things were all the girls in the class.
"You're Sexist! Why are you writing up the girls for not moving but you won't write up the guys for Fucking around?!"
He said "Because they do what they're told. If I asked them to sit down then they would."
I laughed. Those guys never listened to a word this teacher says.
"Really? I'd like to see that."
The guys were running around humping each other (it's the way they kid around, don't get the wrong idea) and one of them ran by the teacher.
The teacher tried it out.
"Renee, could you please sit down?"
He completely ignored him.
Then as he was yelling at us girls some more he turned around at one point to see one of the guys were at the teachers desk. The guys just walked away and we all cracked up.
The teacher didn't do shit.
In the end I told off the teacher and non of us got written up.
*smiles*
My main tactic was when he said he was writing us up I turned to my friend and said
"Hell, when we're in the office we can tell them all the other problems with this class!"
And that scared the shit out of my teacher.
He knew I wasn't bluffing.
He thought that we would be obedient little puppies, but he was wrong.
I felt empowered.
Not only because I stood my ground,
but also because, even though we could have been written up for it,
We didn't.
I can be very convincing with my words.
*grins*
Trust me.
~Questions~
1) How much trouble have you gotten yourself out of?
2) What do you feel like when you stand up fro yourself and others?
3) How far would you go to stand your ground?
~Answers~
1) This was one thing, but I'm too high off of this power to think of others.
2) I love it, I feel empowered.
3) I would go so far as to get physical.
Alright, it's official, I HATE all the new 8th graders from my old middle school.
Two groups of about 100 8th graders came to our school to tour it. Unfortunately, my teachers found me fit to be one of the tour guides. The people running it promised that there would be two tour guides to every 20 or so 8th graders. Just my luck, four of the tour guides didn't show. So we had four groups that would only have one tour guide and one that had two. We were also promised an educated adult with each group. Again, just my luck, I got stuck with an adult who knew about as much about the tour as the 8th graders....which meant nothing. I was screwed, my tour included stuttering, high pitched voices, and a lot of "so...yeah..."s. And that wasn't even including the bitchy 8th graders that I had to guide. 
Trust me, it was not pleasant.
Then, to top it all off, one of my closest friends is now being targeted by a bitchy senior and her bitchy freshman sidekick.
Very, very annoying. -_-
And that's not all.
Starting yesterday my sister officially dropped out of high school.
This means that out of my four siblings (including me) only one has graduated high school, the other two (since I'm still in high school) both dropped out to get their GED's.
And to make it better, the one sibling that did graduate is dropping out of college.
See why this is bad? (besides the obvious?)
I'm the youngest, and this like doubles the pressure on me because it means that:
1) I HAVE to graduate high school (no matter what)
2) I HAVE to graduate 4 years of college (not to mention that it needs to be a well known, hard-as-hell, college)
3) And, most of all, I HAVE to stay on honor roll. (I HAVE to get scholarships, etc.)
Now I can't except a single F, I have to bring up all my B's to A's, I have to do all my homework, and most of all I have to stay in a class that I hate, one that ,even though I hate to admit it, helps me out quite a bit.
A class called AVID.
Oh, fucking goody huh?
At least I get to miss a few classes that I hate this week, and (hopefully!) Twiliwolf-chan will be shadowing me on Thursday and we'll have a sleep over afterwards 
I also have to admit something, to everyone, me especially, I really, really miss someone form middle school. I always acted like I hated him, of course, I was wrong (like I usually am) I actually really liked him, but I found that out a little bit too late. He doesn't go to my school this year. (just my luck)
What's worse is that I think that even if he did go to my school, I wouldn't be able to reverse his thought that I hate him (I was really meant to him...) And I'm not even sure I'd be able to get myself to be nice to him. I know it sounds horrible, but it's really so much easier hating him. When I realized that I actually liked him, wanted him, I hated myself for being so cruel to him.
Really, 8th grade was rather hard for him, but I still couldn't stop myself from being cruel....I'm so messed up, really....
I guess that's it for now, cya~
~Questions~
1) How's your life going for you?
2) Do you have anyone that you miss?
3) What grade are you in?
~My Answers~
1) It's good, but stressed.
2) Yes. Of course.
