Crap to Say

18.3.03
Again, I have nothing really to talk about, but I thought I should update a bit. But then, as usual, I'll end up writing a lot on something, even though I've said I have nothing to talk about.

Well, there's school. Friends, work, lunch/recess and teachers. Such a god damn pleasent atmosphere, sometimes (forgive my blasphemy if you are religious). There are always those off days that some people have where they're all depressed and stuff, and sometimes they have good reasons to be. But then there are other times when people have to be depressed and upset just to get attention. What the fuck is the point of that? I mean, for christs sake, it's not cool to be depressed for no fucking reason. And after a while, people will start to see right through you and it gets very old very quickly.
What about the teachers? Giving us all this damn work and then expecting us to finish it in one night. And how are we sposed to do the work when we don't know how? It's not like we can read minds. HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO IT? And who cares if we're not in proper school uniform? Only teachers do. It's not exactly as if anyone else outside of the school will really see us until we leave in the afternoon and by then we can do whatever we want cos we're not on school property or in school hours. So HA!
Lunch/recess. What fun. The times of day where we get to spend time with friends, eat and just muck around. But then its also the time of day when you have to put up with those people who are pretending to be depressed while worrying that you haven't done some stupid assignment that goes towards the HSC, having to go to teachers and ask them about missed homework and all that FUN FUN shit.

Then there's home life. Gee, isn't that like ten times more interesting *sarcasm to the max*. Siblings, hmm...being the middle child, so great. Having to do all the fucking chores, getting yelled at when they're not done even though I just get home from school. Then there's the times when I have to give up my weekends to babysit. Five year olds, who would have children by choice? Well, ok, children are cute, but not when there's something else i wanna be doing. Older siblings can be twice as bad, thinking they can tell you what to do just cos they're older. Gah. Naging is the only form of communication. The there's the time at home where school comes barging into. Homework. Lets kill whoever invented it.

So what happens to the time that I do have spare? Well, spending it with friends if I can. That's always fun, as long as no one is mopey. That doesnt happen very often, thankfully. Gawd I wish I had more free time. But no rest for the wicked. And I've been told many times that I'm evil. What's the diffrence? Is there a difference? If there is, please feel free to let me know what it is.

And I'm so fucking sick of being judged by everyone. PEOPLE, START TAKING PHOTOS IF YOU INSIST ON STARING AT ME!!!! THEY LAST LONGER AND YOU WONT GET ME COMMING UP TO YOU AND TELLING YOU TO FUCK OFF!!! You'll just get me comming up to you, grabbing the camera then braking it. Hehe, that'd teach you people to be afraid of me, even if I am small. I'm who I am and there is no way that anything any of you say is gonna make me change. I have a right to my own opinions and I respect yours. The least you people could do is have the same curtesy. So stop fucking looking down on me just cos you think you're right and I'm wrong because I believe something different to you.

Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not pissed off, in a bad mood or any of that crap. I'm actually pretty happy (apart from my stomach that insists on eating itself or what not). But that doesn't mean this stuff doesnt piss me off a lot of the time. So why don't you people think before you go and do some of the shit that you do, especially if its just for attention or if you think you're above everyone else. Try treating people the way you want to be treated and think about how your actions hurt others.

"The kindest thing a person can do is put others feelings above there own"

Hehe, so much for not having much to write. Forgive my babling and dont take it personally.

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