girl gamer. She's the weirdest person I've ever met and I don't think I'd like to get to know her. When I first met her, she was alright, then she just turned out to be a "weeaboo"(an extremely annoying anime nerd) and I just lost all faith in humanity at that moment. Earlier today, she came up to me during lunch and just started prattling on about things I didn't really care about. I like anime, but I'm not a super-nerd like she is. I can watch it, sure do Halloween costumes from the shows, but when it comes to looking up the stats of every single character and voice actor that appeared in the show, uh-no. I don't mind talking about it if it's just complimenting a single episode or two, but going into detail isn't my thing.
Enough of my ranting, more of my story telling. So, my best friend and I have been reunited at our second day of lunch. We have "block scheduling" at my school, and for those who don't know, it's when you have four classes on one day, and your next four another day. At our school they call them X and Y days. Well, not all your lunches are at the same times every day. I have third lunch on X days and fourth lunch on Y days. Now, I have both lunches with her and that just makes the coping process that much better. I'm really having issues here with my "bro" being gone.
You know you're pathetic when you sit in his empty room and cry for like five to ten minutes. More teenage drama for you. I wish I could have sounded like one of those popular preppy girls right there, then maybe everything would seem a little better. But, no, same-old same-old.
Life is too complex and it needs to be simplified. Government is too complex, art is too complex, every freaking system on this earth is too freaking complex! Why won't someone simplify something for me? Because most of the time I don't matter.
I used to try and play with the other children in kindergarten but they all made me play as the dog whenever we wanted to play house. I wasn't allowed to play with any toys because I wasn't someone they liked. In Elementary school, I always sat quietly in the back of the class because I was afraid of what the world would do to me. I was always semi-intelligent, but none of the other kids wanted to hear any of it. They just thought I was a freak. I was always the youngest fat kid in the back of the class. Thing was, I was never exactly fat, nor was I ever exactly skinny, I'm an in-between! By the time Middle-School rolled around, I was just flat out rejected from society, save for a few nice souls here and there who tried to get me more friends in the classes that I had them in. Once High School dropped from above, the children were relentless. The same kids from freshman year have been verbally abusing me since day one because I had just moved here and I looked and acted differently than they were used to. Well here's news for them, I've had more experiences than they ever could have in a lifetime! I've lived in Europe for seven freaking years of my life! And it was
Enough of my ranting, more of my story telling. So, my best friend and I have been reunited at our second day of lunch. We have "block scheduling" at my school, and for those who don't know, it's when you have four classes on one day, and your next four another day. At our school they call them X and Y days. Well, not all your lunches are at the same times every day. I have third lunch on X days and fourth lunch on Y days. Now, I have both lunches with her and that just makes the coping process that much better. I'm really having issues here with my "bro" being gone.
You know you're pathetic when you sit in his empty room and cry for like five to ten minutes. More teenage drama for you. I wish I could have sounded like one of those popular preppy girls right there, then maybe everything would seem a little better. But, no, same-old same-old.
Life is too complex and it needs to be simplified. Government is too complex, art is too complex, every freaking system on this earth is too freaking complex! Why won't someone simplify something for me? Because most of the time I don't matter.
I used to try and play with the other children in kindergarten but they all made me play as the dog whenever we wanted to play house. I wasn't allowed to play with any toys because I wasn't someone they liked. In Elementary school, I always sat quietly in the back of the class because I was afraid of what the world would do to me. I was always semi-intelligent, but none of the other kids wanted to hear any of it. They just thought I was a freak. I was always the youngest fat kid in the back of the class. Thing was, I was never exactly fat, nor was I ever exactly skinny, I'm an in-between! By the time Middle-School rolled around, I was just flat out rejected from society, save for a few nice souls here and there who tried to get me more friends in the classes that I had them in. Once High School dropped from above, the children were relentless. The same kids from freshman year have been verbally abusing me since day one because I had just moved here and I looked and acted differently than they were used to. Well here's news for them, I've had more experiences than they ever could have in a lifetime! I've lived in Europe for seven freaking years of my life! And it was
