Completely out of my element. As what they say when you go to Somalia. “I was taken from heaven and placed into hell” -Father Dear
Well this is not 100% true. I kind of uh… okay made the complete decision to go to this school. I even had a friend warn me. I don’t regret it though. Not at all. Yeah I complain about the people, but it was my choice.
I never met a bunch of people that I actually wanted to STRANGLE. Like Double-U Tee Eff. There are people at my school who have the AUDACITY to look down on you. It’s actually pretty funny. Not really. Apparently, people aren’t worth your time unless you want to talk about clothes, others girls, where you went out and ugly boys <--- I don’t know if they talk about boys, but I bet if they did they would be ugly. Considering their taste an all (Somali idiots). Since when was having a real conversation overrated? Why do you talk badly about people then talk to them, as if the was the most natuarlist thing to do?
Mission: Next time they say something bad about someone I will personally say to them. Warning them of course. Then I will say coolly like a heroic superhero I am "Don’t talk badly about people you hardly know.” ( That’s for you, Filipinos!)
OMG don’t get me started on the boys. I feel like puking when I thinking about them. Yeah I decided not to write about them. I might just puke. Not because there ugly, but there actions are. They are practically girls. *puke
OMG THE NICEST GUY OPEN THE DOOR FOR ME (this is sad when I am happy about this. Do you see how my school has no etiquettes?)
As long as I read Yasmins posts I will feel like writing too. I actually wrote a angrier piece then I censored myself. I was extremely mad as I continued to write but, I know i was just setting my self up
If you go to my school and you are reading this and you think I am talk about you. Then I am talking about you. Shape up.
Thank you to my only viewer ! :P
