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Alot to say
Today was okay, I almost took out this girl in my 8th period. Courtney Weaver. God I hate her. She's a MAJOR stereotypical, self-centered, bi-ist, lesbiean chick! She thinks shes all that! We were in reading and the normal teacher was taking his horse to the vet and my crappy S.S teacher took over. Courtney kept talking and even though most of the kids do when Mr. Smith aint there to stop it, I heard her voice the most. So eventaully, I yelled at teh very top of my lungs- "SHUT THE FRICK UP!! GOD U EFFIN MORONS!!" The teacher is so busy trying to control the kids that he doesn't even notice that no one is doing the work that we were supposed to be doing! She talked a little smack but in the end she turned around first when we got in each other's face. I noticed that whenever ppl are trying to act tough when i stand up to them, that they never look me in the eye, even when I look them in the eye. Weird aint it? Guess they're afraid of me, Im a bad a** at school. lmao. I decided that I'll post chapters on Friday's.
My day other than that was decent enough but for some reason, my muscles ache, my bones ache down to the marrow, with a yearning, a yearning to see something, someone else to go through the s**t I put up with despite the fact that I get NO respect, no help, and no sympathy from anyone despite that I give it out all the ******** time, EVEN TO THOSE WHO DON'T EVEN DESERVE IT!!!!! GOD! It makes me so mad. I had a weird dream the other night. This be it-
I walk into a barren town, and see one person and although I feel like I've known him forever, I couldn't remember his name. Out of nowhere, he was shot from what seemed like a thousand places...then, my friends, one by one, would walk to the same spot, say, "Goodbye," smiling happily and smile even as they screamed in utter agony when they sufffered the same death. Normally, I would wake up and tell myself to forget it, that it was just a normal nightmare, I'm used to having them, after all, I seem to be haunted by the Grim, but my dreams, every now and then, come true, I'll be at school and all of a sudden, I'll swear I've done whatever I was doing at the time once already so, I'll ask a friend if we already did this, only to find, that Im not dreaming, Im not imagining things, but my dream quite literally cam true. I woke up with a soaked pillow and a death wish. Fortunately, the death wish has passed.
For those of u that dont know-
The Grim- in many cultures is believes to be a big black dog, bigger than the biggest type of dog, tall enough to stand as tall as a 6' foot man. It is said to follow its vicitims around, and cause them the worst luck, if u see it in full view, he'll kill u, if u look him in the eye, when he kills u, supposedly, he let you live long enough to see his eyes because a few ppl in certain cultures believe that his eyes are a window to see hell. They believe that if he let you get a glimpse of his eyes, you must be going to hell, and he was nice enough to show u ur new home.
Well cya tomorrow. bye
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