gah i hate you

thats right.
you.
sitting right there, reading this.
i hate you.

okay im lying,

just the fricking school bus, i swear im gonna scream.
who would think a bus, with a singular letter as its name,
would FRICKING KILL ME

so.
what was wrong with today you ask>
well ill tell you

i got something thrown at me.
yep.
just thrown at me
and okay it wasnt directly at me, but still.
this chick
year 9, or maybe 10. just throws this, i dont know. blue tack ball thing over her shoulder, but.. it couldnt have been blue tack cos it was hell hard.
anyway, she throws it over her shoulder, being stupid with her friends, with lands right on me.
and, of course, all her lovely friends turn around to see where it went, and discover it hit me. and this little shit of a girl i was forced to sit next to is giggling, (i presure the little shit was friends with them) anyway the little shit is laughing, and they kinda all laugh, and the fat one who threw it turns around and says sorry
to which i throw the piece of crap thing they threw at me somewhere, i duno. on the ground somewhere.
anyway

so i think i nearly EXPLODED. i was ready to punch this chick in the face,
like in all seriousness.
she would have been punched if it werent for the many many friends she had surrounding her

okay, i get that maybe they were just being stupid
but its kinda different when you turn and laugh.
thats kinda different.
that was what made me want to punch her in the actual face.
i could have done it. i would have.
i would have loved to do it. nothing would have made me happier at that exact moment.
but i didnt, i restrained.
only cos i had to.
i hope you all understand only cos i had to.
otherwise i would have

and no im not a psycho.
i just dont like being laughed at, right in my face
its kinda, like.. you know how your bullied in school?
and they laugh etc
yeah i reckon its the resurfacing of that
but now im year 12 so i have POWER MUHAHAHAHAHAH

well once i get my jacket i will.

speaking of, when do we get them?
i hope soon. i need people to understand i am in year 12 and fully gain full right to kick you the fuck off the photocopier machine, wheni need to use it.


ANYWAY.
im done bitching about people on the bus now
and jackets.

im getting becca on mine =))

okay now im done.

michelle if you read this you dont need to diet, you silly silly girl
your so thin, lady.

good thin ;))

okay.
i like blogger, it saves me from keeping all this anger inside my head

now im gonna watch neighbours.
byeeee