Report card.
You're stupid.
I'm doing bad in the subjects I'm apparently doing good at.
I'm doing good in the subjects I'm apparently doing bad at.
Seriously.
French teacher, how'd I get an A?
I barely understand anything you say, and I failed at everything we've done in French except for the art projects.
And there where only two of them.
How did I get an A.
And math...
I'm good at math.
How did I get a C.
Everyone in my family, including myself, are really good at math.
And I've already learned all of the things we're doing in math.
How did this happen?
I wonder if maybe this school just reverses everything so "A"s are the worst marks you can get, and "F"s are the best marks you can get.
That'd make more sense.
For the French +two other classes.
But that wouldn't make the classes I'm good at make sense.
They'd still be bad.
.-.
Also, it seems no one in my idiotic excuse of a school but two people + the teachers know I have feelings.
No, former best friend, I don't like it when you laugh at me for walking into a wall and begin bleeding from my nose because I had to close my eyes because they where sensitive to the extreme brightness of the room we where in.
No, two girls from a different class, I don't like it when you jump on my feet.
How is it even possible to jump on someone else's feet?
No, random person who sits behind me in lunch right now because someone stole my spot, I don't like it when you elbow my back.
Especially while I swallow something.
And I don't like it when you laugh extremely loudly after that.
No, person who throws stuff at me during recess, I don't like being annoyed out of my wits.
How do you even have any friends?
One of them herself told me you're really mean/evil, even though the teachers don't believe it.
No, classmate, no one likes it when you make those really loud and annoying noises.
And you sit right behind me.
So I get the bonus of being spat on when you make those noises.
.-.