When I'm old(and I mean really old) I want to write a book about me in high school. Sure it's prob. won't be done. But, I don't really care for now. My mind has been on a real creative kick recently with various types of stuff like for example of the stalker who lives inside this girls house and keeps a very detailed journal of her. (Weird no?)It wasn't gunna be disgusting at all. He wasn't gunna rape her or kill her or anything like that.(Heavens no!) But in my head the girl found out about him and instead of being really grossed out about it all she accepted him. And, later it all turns out that she was the psycho blah blah blah. Then school came into mind and ruined it all.
So on the first week of school I found myself completely being a negative Nancy and just hating it all. So, like any other person I just sucked it up and decided to become an adult and only what 2 more years of this. Fantastic moving on. Once I got over the first week and onto the weekend I relaxed a little bit and did nothing(which was great for the lazy me) But, then by god's will I woke up on Monday morning and God up got dressed and went to school. Sure it was great and all, but I found it to be absolutely dull. Finding others way to entertain myself was a must. So, at one of my blow off classes I started thinking. Thinking about school. As much as I wanted to put it in the back of mind it wouldn't let me. It was like the America's next top Model it just keeps coming back. (I don't hate the show, in fact I love it, but it just keeps coming back dammit.)And then I think I saw what I saw. Do I know that it exist...no, but do I want to believe...Yes! I have become schadenfreude. Schadenfreude is pleasure in other people's pain. Now, I'm not the one that has the pain hopefully. But, people I know are... Well not right now, but maybe sometime in the future.
Now the thing that I'm talking about is this kid who I swear I saw marks on his wrist(and no not from a pen or whatevs.)Well maybe Idk. I only saw it for like a nanosecond. So then I started playing around in my head about hmmm Wonder if this kid would kill himself, and then wondering when like by winter or summer. That's were I stopped. I thought "Dude how could you think of such a thought. Are you alright? This guy has a family, friends and umm God(?). I wanted to smack myself in the head. Was I alright? Yeah, just bored. The class I was in was not fun. It was not fun. The stuff we were learning was really easy so I could just easily let my mind go and turn it back on and still be able to get everything. Piece of Cake(Yummm that sounds good now!)
After the last bell rang I went to the (what I'm kinda to old to ride(wait you're never to old)) the bus. Where I found my friend at the lovely front of the bus and sat next to her and like any other teenage girl does talk. We could talk of hours, but I'm not on the bus that long anyhow! Anyways she said that one of her AP classes was her blow off classes. Once she said that on my face with a smile I said "really? That's cool." But, in my head it was a completely different story. Once she said that I immediately thought"Really? I hope you get overwhelmed and fail. And the thought of her failing kinda made me do a little jingle in my head. I find her to be super superior
in the whole smartness level. She has a confidence level to her that is easily wanted by all parent of their emo children and the maturity level of a adult. So basically she's every parents wet dream. Also, doesn't care about the mainstream. That guy from the Breakfast wishes that he could be her. But, of coarse this is only her from the outside and I have no fucking clue to her real life. But her saying that an AP class is easy just made angry, not like hulk angry, but close(very very close.)
Like I said school is one boring wasteland. I went up to my mom and asked her "What do you remember from (my) grade?" Ya know what she replied with "Nothing really" And I was like alright! Wow, well I'll suck it up complete the year with the insane self. Eww. Lazy me saying BYE!