I’m So Sick

I’m so sick of this.
Don’t get me wrong, I do what I have to, but having to….babysit everyone all the time gets annoying. I feel like i’m the only thing keeping everyone together sometimes. Like the last link before the chain breaks and the monsters are released. It’s terrifying knowing that eveything is teetering on the edge of a cliff and you are the onlky thing holding it up.
The teachers here are so BLIND. Kids are getting scarred, emotionally, physically, and several other ways, and all they see is kids doing homework in the M.P room before school.
It’s…infruiating.
I think the only thing keeping myself from starngling someone’s ~or my own~ kneck is my loverly BF.
‘Cause if I screwed up and got myself killed or sent away or whatever, he’d be totally crushed.
People here don’t even try anymore. Everyone has someone they hate here, with a burning passion.
Screw it.
I’m sick of this.
I’m done.
I shall no refuse to listen to anyone complaning about anyone else and I refuse to do anything about it.
So if you want help. Figure it out. This link is away.
Let the monsters be released.
Let the building fall.
People are falling from the roof, guns pointed at one another. And then at themselves, and then they were no more.

~I’m so Sick-Flyleaf~

This Means War.

War….a very…contemptuous term, don’t you think so? I do. Such a hate-filled, disgusting three letter word. Despicable. I have never been one for war, really. I’ve always believed in peace. Peace has always been good for everyone, eh? But now I understand this…this…great and terrible hate that some people have for others. It’s fairly empowering to some I suppose. Terrifying to others, and always both. When I say always both I mean at first, it is terrifying, but if you just so happen to harness it correctly, it brings some kind of power. Over yourself, over others. Confidence. People follow confidence. It’s rather obvious to any-working mind.

Now what, per se brings this….somewhat torturous emotion? If you don’t believe me when I say hate and anger, fury even, you must trace it back to pain and hurt. And other such related emotions. Once experienced, it’s rather hard to get rid of.

 WHICH IS WHY I’M DECLARING WAR ON CCA!

So, other than the fact that I friggin hate CCA, you might be wondering why go to such drastic measures as war?

Well, there are quite a few things. Dresscodes only really go to kids who aren’t in the clone material ~aka me and my friends, excluding a few different groups.~ which btw is racial profiling. Which is retarded.

 And now I actually know why people say we’re a prep school. ’Cause we act all stuck up like one.  We have all these stupid rules. It’s no wonder why everyone hates us.

The reason I’m so particularly pissed today is because a] OUR FUCKING GRADING SCALE IS STILL AT THE OLD STANDARD~aka, like 5% higher than every other district in the school.~ and b] WE AREN’T ALLOWED TO HAVE ANYONE IN HIGH SCHOOL OTHER THAN FRESHMANS COME TO DANCES.

Now this wouldn’t particularly bother me if i didn’t happen to be dating a sophmore.

It’s not even a district thing, it’s just CCA. I’d totally understand if it was a district thing and drop it. But it’s not.

HERE’S A NEWS FLASH FOR ALL YOU FUCKING ADULTS RUNNING CCA! WE AREN’T ANY BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE, SO STOP BEING SO DAMN STUCK UP!!!

YOU’RE HURTING THE STUDENT’S CHANCES OF GETTING SCHOLARSHIPS.

Students like me! and it pisses me off that because you adults have to have your little socially-retarted “angels” better than everyone else, I have almost no chance for a scholarship. the Wyoming scholarship thing, Hathaway doesn’t look at percentages as it should, it looks instead at LETTER GRADES.

And our letter grades will be ultimately lower than everyone else’s because they have an kinder grading scale. All my low grades would have been passing grade last quarter if you fuckers would have followed the change like everyone else.

And I wouldn’t have had a week long clinical depression overload, including tears, and several nicks in the wall.

and don’t give me any of your shit about “lowering you standards” ’cause to help the childern ~which you are ultimately failing at right now~ sometimes you have to. So thanks, ’cause now Frontier idiots who haven’t hand-written anything in months, will be getting all the scholarships.

THANKS A FUCKING LOT, YOU SELF-”RIGHTEOUS” BASTARDS.

You have ruined my life. So when kids start wasting bullets through their pretty little heads, don’t say no one warned you or that you have no idea why so many formers are killing themselves.

WAR.

There shall be a war. ‘Cause when I really, really set my mind to something, nothing can stop me.

And you have just succeed in actually pissing me off. Congrats.

You’re the first.

And the last. 

I declare war. So bring it on.