rule 1
i literally hate everyone that i'm forced to correspond with because of my parents, if their parents and my parents get a long, they're automatically my friend.
through this i've met a lot of people. not really good experiences? i have this 14 year old girl who continues to call her dad 'daddy' calls me 'bestie' because currently, she's under the influence that i am-in fact-her best friend. if you didn't know, i'm no where close to that. but anyways, back to the point. i've met so many people. but the people i do want to stick with, my parents don't exactly like. let's go for instance, that girl who, let's call, daddy-girl, made me lose about 5 of my closest friends, now i'm not allowed to correspond with them under daddy-girl or my parents knowledge, and since daddy-girls a pet that follows you around no matter where you go,
i lost them. they think i'm avoiding them?
rule 2
here i am, in math class, check-it-out! i'm really prepared for a test, my teachers just going on stuff that i don't need to know, because i already know? "blah-blah-blah, circumference, blah-blah-blah circles, blah-blah-blah" it's really obnoxious to this point, but a lot of kids in my math class-daddy-girl for example- are really dumb. if you're out there thinking geometry is just long division, you're really wrong.
but really, who needs this knowledge anyways, i'm unsure if you'll ever need to know how to calculate the perimeter of a circle in your life after school. if you're not going into mathematical jobs, you're not going to take that in college, if you're going to university, that may be a different story, but i'm not really educated in that field. i know about college, my mom dropped out and my dad didn't go, my brother's graduated and my other brother isn't in college, high school. i'm the youngest, still in eighth grade. i still have one classroom, you don't leave it usually, everything just comes to you. where i live, middle school isn't really a thing anymore, you just stay in elementary until you're in high school. it's a little ridiculous in my opinion, you have no idea what you're doing in high school, well i'm just nervous so i suppose i expect that to happen. anyways, i'm honestly just waiting for my teacher to assign some textbook work so i can insert my headphones back into my ears and start working. because i'm tired of listening to people talk and i need some peace.
but we all know that that won't happen, apparently i'm so advanced in a way where "Wow! You're a tutor to everyone who sits around you."
i never get some peace and quiet in my class and my seating group, because when math is done it's science and no ones pays attention, i mean i try to but it's hard when you're surrounded by newly-hired delinquents who applied for the job of "Teenager" who are swearing their butts off to appear intimidating by their peers. but it's not, they're so fearful of getting caught by adult supervisors that it's more like. "YEAH! I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT THE fuck I'M DOING! YEAH fuck THIS shit."
and yeah, that took a lot out if me. i don't exactly like being vulgar.
rule 3
out of a house of 5, i'm apparently the only one capable of
-Doing the fishes
-Shovelling the snow
-taking the dog out
-feeding the dog and cat
-Cleaning the living room
and
-Mowing the lawn
which is terrible.
have you ever seen a 5'3 scrawny girl try to shovel snow with a 5'0 tall shovel? Add snow, which is 7 inches today!! it's not fun
and you know what makes it better, having three shovels-you're using one- and having your dad just sit there and watch you.
if you don't know my dad, my dad is the type of person who you'd clean for a present, such as his birthday, and instead of being grateful and saying "thanks" he'd just sit there and point out the stuff that you missed, and also tell you the other parts in the house that also needs to be cleaned.
rule 4
hey, it's a day later.
if you don't know where i am now, i'm on the couch, surrounded by about 18 mini-pop cans that i've drank, about 4 blankets, two pillows, tissues and water bottles. i managed to get sick, which is fun. it's -23° Fahrenheit here which, i don't know about you but that is COLD. Like so cold you're outside for about 15 minutes to shovel and your nose is no longer just a tube that you breathe through, but a tube that dispenses water-a fosset?- but instead of water it's mucus, all that gross stuff. and you may be thinking
"OMG"
"StOP oVER reACTING"
"it's a SIMple CoLd"
well if you didn't know my situation, i had gotten sick on a saturday, i remember that because it was a performance day for the school band that i signed up for, lead trumpet, if you wondered. and that was December 15th if you cared about that.
well last weekend i finally got rid of that cold.
6 weeks, it wasn't fun
and yeah it wasn't a serious illness before all you offended people come attacking me. but it wasn't fun!
now i've been free for like a day and this cold, this hell-hell sounds good because i'm freezing-
anyways i sound like a whiny little baby.
rule 5
greetings from the school bathroom.
it's recess- yes! recess, like the disney show. you may be like "recess?! my old friend!! it's been so long!"- and no way in hell is some grumpy ass old man- my principal- going to make me go outside. now now, i'm not alone, i'm with my friends. and there's no way that this recess will last the full 40 minutes it was designated to do, so the bell will ring and Mr. Kermit-my principal- will come onto the PA with his Kermit voice and say "That we won't be going outside for a while" which is great, you have kids, ranging from
the ages of 5-14 roaming around, because really no one stays in the classroom the whole time, do they?
anyways, as i'm here i get greeted by a bunch of 5th graders who are under the influence that they're the stuff, they're the next big thing.
they think that the 6th graders, 7th graders and 8th graders can't even step to them(actually, i think we could step on them...)
but i feel bad, honestly, i think everyone in my grade 5 class had the best grade 5 class, our teacher didn't even teach, she'd just play music and we'd listen to the music, socialize, which i think was actually beneficial, as the people in the other class would say that it was bad because we didn't learn anything, i think that was mainly out of jealousy, because in that day and age where everyone there was getting their phones, tablets, computers, consoles et cetera, i feel like we were forgetting how to socialize, which allowed us to have a time to re-learn it, and understand each other. and honestly, it probably benefit my personality because i have stuff to remember from that year. but who knows what will happen. now if you're in grade 5 you have this teacher who has a high-pitched voice that only dogs could hear. but that's not my business. didn't have her, and now being my last year at this school, i never will.
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