and i have so much pent up frustration at people
because ive been toleratin’ for too long.
1. “dr.” lynn and his entitled attitude.
2. that uglyannoyingfat turdface in my Lit. class with the giant asscrack who cant get a hint.
3. my gay gov teacher who cant shut the fuck up about his own homosexuality and about how the word faggot hurts his feelings.get the fuck over it, you dont see me crying over being called yellow chink,if i had a goddamn penny for every time i heard that one…. im glad that if Dante’s level of hell really do exist, i only have to go to level one hell and hes going to be in like, level 7. thank goodness. i dont want to have to see him in hell too. that would be more awkward than when i ran into him in the hallway and we like practically whispered hello to each other.
4. that obese kid in my gym class who insists on touring the entire weight room rubbing his sweaty ball sacks on all the equipment at the BEGINNING of the period so by the time i get to the bicycle, its got two ball shaped sweat prints on the seat.ihateyou.
5. all the fucking lovey dovey fake ass “tolerance” lessons and exercises.teachers, i dont give a shit, i KNOW you dont give a shit, and you KNOW I KNOW you dont give a shit so lets just give up the act and go back to regular learning, kay? im sick of holding hands in a circle and singing kumbaya and passing giant hula hoops through my interlocked bodies. can we all just go back to hating each other again? high school is so much more fun that way.
ok cool, thanks.
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