Don’t you hate it when you are in class, actually paying attention, and a loud, obnoxious classmate interrupts with something they think is “cute†and all their friends will think is funny? It irritates me so much. If you don’t want to learn, get out, we would probably be better off without you and your “funny†intrusions.
“Why don’t you have a boyfriend? Are you a lesbian?†or “Why don’t you have a girlfriend? Are you gay?†No. Believe it or not, people can be single. It’s okay. You can be an attractive person who is just not interested in dating all the time.
I’m smart, but I’m not some nerd who’s only interested in school and is really boring and ugly. Next year, I have to be in the stupid gifted classes and I don’t know if I’ll be judged like the smart people on T.V., but if anyone does judge me, I’ll kick their ass and give a speech saying we shouldn’t be judged. I’d like to strangle whoever started the untrue crap about everyone smart being a nerd.
Okay, I understand that instigation is usually bad, such as insulting someone, then blaming it on someone else, etc. But when you’re in a stuffy, dead quiet classroom, where you aren’t doing anything anyway, instigation is salvation. I am myself an instigator. I love setting things in motion and having the front seat to watch it all unfold. But then my teacher said that starting arguments on religion and such is prohibited—blah blah blah. What, for your brainwashing program to work, you need our brains to remain stagnant? No thank you! I’m gonna save us all the trouble, pass the time, and actually make that stone in your head generate some sort of electric current (that’s thinking, for those who need explaining).
They may just swim around in a bowl all day, but they would do more if they were free. They are graceful and fragile, unlike you (a conceited jerk).
Hello, thanks for gracing us with your company. I greatly appreciate that. Now sit your stupid self down and get your things out. We’re working. You should be too. Don’t give me lip and don’t bother sucking up. I hate you. That won’t change. Ever.
I’m tired of people asking if I have a cell phone, especially when people who I don’t like ask just to get me mad, because I’ve told them before that I don’t. Why don’t I? Because I’d have to pay for it myself and I don’t have the money right now because I’m only twelve.
The word “rot†is right there in the name. Does no one else see it?
My mom thinks she can anything to people. But if someone says something to her that she doesn’t like, it’s a whole different matter. She thinks she’s always the victim. Most of the time she isn’t. She should stay out of other people’s business.
I understand if you don’t want to take down your Christmas decorations right away, but why are they still up and on in the middle of August?