BeautifulCreatures wrote:We were having one of our lovely fire drills on the bus when we got to the school. These drills literally like terrify me, I don't like doing things where I could mess up in front of people. ({I'm pretty sure that I have social anxiety.}) A girl ({Aka, the neighbor that bothers me.}) stepped on the back of my shoe when I went to jump out of the back and my one foot wouldn't move forward, so I did like a superman dive into the cement. I sprained my ankle from it getting twisted/stretched and hitting it off cement and I landed on my hands. It was so humiliating. Everyone thought that I was laughing, so they apparently laughed too, because they thought that it was alright because I was ''laughing'' but I wasn't. I must've been in some sort of shock so I started laughing after I hit the ground. My crush was even riding the bus. I don't really like him anymore after I fell in front of him though. Like he probably barely even knows that I exist. (He asked me what my name was before and I've caught him staring at me, but he's also supposedly thrown cheese at me before, so I don't even know what to think. Argh, people are so confusing to me.) And as it is, he apparently walked up to my sister today and asked her if she was the girl that fell out of the back of the bus. My sister doesn't know if he was going to make fun of her for it or not, but I seriously think that he probably was. I'm pretty sure that it was the most humiliating thing that ever happened to me. I don't want to ride the bus ever again and I frankly don't even want to have to look at the people who laughed, whether they were trying to be rude or not. I just really hope that everyone forgets about it soon. Oh, and to rub salt in a wound, my ''best friend'' who literally hasn't been acting like my ''best friend'' lately, laughed about it and stood up for a girl who was telling other people about it like it was some sort of a joke. No, this was not a joke and this was not funny. I am a human being with feelings and manners and you wouldn't ever see me spreading rumors about other people.
I r o n. wrote:just going to pop in here again..
I hate my life, my everything. I mean, problems are going on and I can't control my actions. It is my fault, and I can't be proud. I can't fit in, I'm losing my best friend, but I wont start a competition to get her back.. I'm not in her fricken class, I'm stuck with fk'n b'chs I hate so much! They're so snobbdy, espacilly the one beside you. She's one of those people thats like "oh my pen is so amazing" and "I can't f'kn find the page uggghh I like give upp on this assignment!' UGH I wannt punch her damn face into a wall. (I'm sorry, I have to let me feelings out) I hate this new school, I'm the different one in the group. I wanna fit in. I know she doesn't like me, but why talk to me, then? huh. I don't feel like she notices.. notices what? Notices that I'm not comfortable around her when the other ones around. I know she isan't as well.. I feel like she's pushing me out, but I can't stand up and say I want to be her best friend again.. Because I know what she'll say.. Why does things feel different? I want new animals I can talk to. I feel like the animals understand me more, I can communicate with them better then humans.. I wish I was a cat for simplicity's sake! I wanna look into the mirror and find that happy, young lady who likes how she looks, who knows she has friends that care, who knows that she doesn't have to mutter or, bring a calculator to every single class because she's so dumb. they will never understand. maybe I should make some imaginary friends? all this writting should be going into my stories, but I never have the motivation to write. She's so smart, and talks about all these amazing things! I try so hard not to talk, but it's like I have to say something, and they glance at me like "Get out of here scurb" I know that was a long paragraph of me ranting on about the same fricken' thing, and I just have so much to talk about! Please give me a hug and tell me something nice..
mads, wrote:oh my gosh.. can someone please just pm me.. i have something to rant about..
Iv had many counselors before so I know how it isRavensRevenge wrote:I'm so terrified of talking to my school counselor. I've been trying to get up the courage to go speak with her, but I keep chickening out ;n;.
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