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So of course, I had a horrible day today. Like, awful. I thought I was doing good, too. But no, not really. Of course, all the SuperChristians in my P.E. class know I'm a neutralist. So no, I'm not religious, but I'm not an atheist. They take it as me being an atheist, anyway. Every time they pass by me when running track they just LOVE to yell "ATHEIST" for the whole community to hear, earning me a "special" spot amongst the school. Yeah. My stupid, freakish, Christian-run, and now patriotic beyond comprehension-- school. I HATE IT. <3

So. I tell my parents about these idiots at P.E. thinking they would get a kick out of it, right? No. I'm the bad guy, of course. "Try to see it their way, Chloe! They grew up with that foundation for their life!" "Yeah, and I grew up with a free-range foundation, and they were the ones ragging on me!" "It doesn't matter, just be nice to everyone." "WHEN WAS I EVEN MEAN?!" Haha. They really think everything is my fault. So I start to walk away. "Chloe, come back." "What?" "Well, what's wrong?" "Well it seems like every time I talk to you, you make me feel like I do everything wrong!" Dad just now got home, opens the door. "Then start doing something right!" he yelled. The second he walked in. He didn't even know what we were talking about. I locked myself in my room. Here I am.