Right, I'm back, for more complaining. Be quiet! I can't exactly openly and publicly speak about them in a bad way, so i shall therefore post on the internet what I exactly think of those people.
Now, let's start off with a simple intro. Okay. Now I'm telling you, I'm no mister goody-two-shoes. I break rules as well, I'm not a rebel though, and I do rather like order and conformity. Back in year 7, I look back and see a self full of mistakes and much much grief. Back then you could say I was bullied (Now I don't really think so, but meh, back then, I was pretty distressed). Now, here comes the real shocking part.
So, there I was being an idiot and not walking away from the extremely dreaded handball line in which the taunting had started. I can assure you, I was furious to the brim. Keeping in all of that rage from.... uhhh... two or three weeks of insults and dick comments ain't really easy you know?(Maybe for you, but not for me) . And also, one of my major faults in my person, I can never let things go, I might hear the slightest thing about me and I will flare up. I'm not saying this like I' proud of it, but rather really ashamed of it. I know I have that fault, yet I have never really done anything to fix it, but anyways, back to my derpy Year 7 Career.
So, there I was, chilling/silently fuming/raging/wanting to kick the balls of the next person who dared to insult me. Oh wait? Whats this? Some reeeeeeal dick decides, 'Hey! He's getting bullied! Let's join in!', he joins in the handball line and says, 'Tut tut, a member of the SRC should be behaving more... (I can't remember the rest of the sentence because guess what?)' I turned around.... and Gave him a bunch of flowers because he made me realize the faults in me and I was ashamed and happy for myself. No not really. I turned and kicked him as HARD AS AI FUCKING COULD. Now mind I really wasn't aiming for anywhere in particular, it was just that my height and my kicking height, seemed to line up ever so perfectly with his balls. The next memories of that scene was me calling over a teacher because I had just assaulted someone, and going off to cry in a corner. :P That's quite depressing isn't it? My thoughts on myself. I feel bad about me kicking him in the balls, but honestly, I think it was an even more of a dick move to insult someone suffering through more than his shitty happy-go-lucky life. I forgive you sir, whoever you may be (Some people will know him), but I still think it was a really DICK move back then (Ha! See what I did there? DICK?? Haaa~ I'm so punny)
That stupid ass story leads onto my next one. NO, You, Miss I'm So Perfect I Can Insult Anyone And They Have To Take No Offence And Then If They Do It's Their Fault. You Miss, are a total BITCH.
I really want to forget that incident, and nearly all of my friends have! Well, let me rephrase. ALL of my friends have, because I really don't think she counts as a friend. She was the one bitch who kept reminding me, all through the years, until YEAR FUCKING 10 that I was a bad person. Year 7, First Meeting : 'Oh, You were the person who kicked ********* in the balls! Your a dick!' My thoughts on that? YEAH FUCK YOU TOO. Year 8 : 'You kicked ********* in the balls, that was such a dick move' YEAH FUCK YOU TOO. Year 9 : 'Why are you such a dick? I mean, you kicked ******* in the balls!' YEAH FUCK YOU TOO YOU LITTLE UNFORGIVING, RESENTFUL, VENGEFUL MAGGOT WHO WILL NOT STOP PESTERING PEOPLE ABOUT THEIR MISTAKES.
OKAY. I FUCKING GET IT, I KICKED HIM IN THE BALLS. HE WAS A DICK TO ME, AND I FELT BAD. GUESS WHAT??? I FUCKING STOPPED IT, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP.
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| Yeah, FUCK YOU |
YOU KNOW WHAT??? LETS END THIS BLOG POST REALLY ANGRILY.
FUCK YOU WORLD!!!
(Peace out girl scouts)
You break rules!?!?!?!
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