In my school, there are so many cliques. The problem is, my best friend and I are not in a clique! We will sometimes hang out with one and then another, but it gets so hard because none of the cliques like each other and we don’t have a place to belong to. Why can’t everyone just get along!?
I don't do jealousy, but when I see my love interest having a conversation with the girl I hate, Green Eyed Monster arises in me. This spoils my entire day. I wish I could kill that female and grab whole attention of the guy I love.
I’m pretty and skinny (18.7 BMI) but I never had a serious relationship. Whenever I like a guy he never likes me back. Why can’t it work out for once? And why do random people keep saying “you are so pretty, you must have a lot of boyfriends!� I wish.
There are essays for literature and essays for social studies. Persuasive, informative, creative, history reports, changes and continuities over time, and there are different requirements for all of them! The thesis has to be perfect and every teacher contradicts what the last teacher told you to do! Then they have to be in MLA format and you have to cite your sources. All this while they still give you tons of homework, tests, and stupid group projects that end up only getting done by one person anyway! Then I have basketball practice. Apparently as high school students we’re supposed to have “time managementâ€, but what happened to sleep? Essays are just annoying and time consuming…
It’s a scam. They charge for tuition, then textbooks, then cut off all nearby parking spots so they can charge you $300 for a parking pass. Then they want you to buy a specific type of grid paper which costs extra. What’s next, charging for the air I breathe?
Yes I know that some people are raped and end up pregnant, but you can still have the baby and give it up for adoption! When you are pregnant, you have another living thing inside of you, so you should not kill a life just because yours was ruined. That baby could be the President some day or a person who has the cure for cancer or a lot more famous things! Give that baby a chance to live! Give it the life you always wanted!
Okay, you all know them. Whenever the name “Justin†comes up they have to start randomly crying that he hasn’t hit puberty and that he can’t sing. SHUT UP! If I didn’t ask for your opinion on him then just go sit in your corner. The kid is way more successful than you and he didn’t get there magically. Therefore, Justin is a great singer and if you don’t have something nice to say then keep it to yourself!
I know I’m skinny. I own a mirror and I’ve seen myself before—there’s no need for you to tell me. It bugs me how every girl’s dream is to be skinny when it really isn’t all that. I’d kill to be average.