So I have this teacher.....

she has a stuffed cat made out of real human hair, and some round thingy made out of cow? She has a giant picture of the statute of liberty that covers the entire fucking wall. We went to this We The People competition and you have to dress up but she was wearing a long skirt or dress? with a Jean jacket over it, and she said WE were embarrassing. She has this strange obsession over horses and if you click your pen once, you get a detention. She can't hear shit, and she can't "see" bright red, orange, yellow, green, blue, or purple on a black background. If we put on lotion, we have to wash it off, and if we come into class after P.E. we HAVE to wash our faces. She never finishes any project we start, and if we do and we haven't gotten a chance to present yet, you get an F in her class. She hasn't taught us anything in the eight months we have been in her class, because she doesn't know shit so when we ask her something, she makes us look it up. Plus she can't say her H's. For example, instead of huge she says "uge", instead of human she says "uman". She always tells us to be organized, however, she is anything but. And we can't switch out of her class because tons of people switched out of her class in the beginning of the year so all the other classes are full.

Not The American Average by Asking Alexandria

"1, 2, 3, 4! (All the things that she said, was it all in my head?) Come on, baby, Keep it down. Honey, hush your lips. Clothes trailing From the backdoor To the bedroom And I don't even know your name.(woah!) Give me all you've got. Make this night worth my time, Make this worth my time (oh!) What I would give to live this night again! I knew when I first saw you, You'd fuck like a whore! You'd fuck like a whore! Hope they hear you scream for more! (yeah!) Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze. My lips, your poison, They bring you to your knees. [x2] Ah, come on! Girl, get down, It's almost over! Take it all the way! Oh! You stupid fucking whore! And after all of all my dreaming being only you, You're standing there, baby, oh, The things that I could do! Back to the wall with a drink in my hand! Back it up, baby, ride, ride, ride! One step too late And I never told you That I can't take Another disappointment. Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending. Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending. Ten inch! With your back against the wall! With your face buried in the pillow! I see you cold! I feel you heartless! Bitch! You stupid fucking bitch! You stupid fucking bitch! Fucking bitch."

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Rant

I really don't wanna move! I planned everything out for high school! I was going to apply for an ivy league school. But no, because of you, my mom has no job and I have to get out of the house, as soon as possible. I don't wanna go to some crappy school, I want to go to a good school, where I can actually learn stuff. Plus I have friends going there, I won't have any fucking friends when I move. Finally I felt like I belonged somewhere, but no you just had to ruin everything! I swear if I move, I will become so fucking anti-social, I'll refuse to make any friends and I'll stay home on the weekends, because I wouldn't have a life. I wouldn't care about how I looked and I'd just die on the inside, until the day you commit suicide, because I know that day is coming. You know, the day when you realize you're all alone, the day your stupid friend finally leaves you, the day your mom dies and your dad goes to jail for life, the day no one wants anything to do with this psycho who just keeps making my life hell by cutting the phone line, the laundry cords, the Internet and tv and turning off all our power and trying to kick us out of the house. I hope you know that I never want to fucking see your face ever again. You're not even considered family to me anymore. And you really need to go to a mental hospital, because you've got manic depression but you're in denial, which is one of the symptoms.

Invisible Non-Social Loser

I'm so fucking invisible, I swear not even the losers know my name! That's so sad. I'm not a very social person but I've been in your class for 8 months and you still don't know my name! What the fuck is wrong with you, I've been carpooling with you the entire year and you don't know my name(different person)! But I guess that's partly my fault because I'm so not social, like how do you even start a conversation? I can't do that! I'm too awkward.

But you know, like my friend said, "I don't need to flirt, I can seduce you with my awkwardness."

Chapter 2

I got home from school and opened the front door, the lights were off, that meant Dad must have been late again. I went up to my room and started blasting Get Scared from the stereo. I turned on my laptop and went to the bathroom to take off my make-up while it loaded. When I got back to my laptop, I signed in to Twitter and Tumblr to see what's going on. Nothing, as usual, ever since school started, no one got on anymore. So I started to do my homework. Believe it or not, I'm actually kind of smart. Straight A's and I'm in an AP class as a freshman. I'm planning to go to Harvard, you know if I don't slack off again like eighth grade. After I finished, I looked at the clock, 11:00PM, and still no sign of Dad, so I decided to go to sleep. I think it was sometime between 1:00AM and 2:00AM, but my Dad came home. I heard him come into my room, then leave. He sounded tired. His job is too complicated to explain but let's just say his boss is an ass-whole, but hey I get to live in this mansion right?

Judgmental People and Labels

Judgmental people, I dislike them, but then again, I'm one of em. Labels, I hate them, but then again, I use em. If there was no such things as prejudice people, I would have so much more confidence. But face it, we live in a world filled with prejudice people, its not like I can change it. I just try to be nice and open to anyone, why can't more people be like that? Btw there is no such word as prejudism, I think. I wish it was a real word so I could use it.