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hi, 19:33 may 19 2025 listening to music!!!
art class, nothing usual, today i haven’t been insulted, strange but that’s ok
english class, i had to use my personal laptop instead of my school laptop, my school laptop was stolen. either by G or C, i’m still livid to this very hour…
business class, my best class, i always feel confident and cocky, i love it there because i’m always passing and because i’m pretty decent there. the teacher loves me because i’m one of their best students, she’s like my friend!
then my math class comes, adorable right? this is the best core class i have that i’m the best in but extremely underestimated and targeted by the teacher. everybody can swear besides me, i don’t mind that. i’ve been shouted the n word but the teacher only screamed at my name, i rarely swear in that class, and most cases if i do, i’m the one being called on by the teacher. it’s only light yelling, but it makes me angry. she makes me want to fight back, but i cannot. most people in the class have their lives held up together. she is the loved teacher among most students. some people agree with me that she’s truly disrespect, annoying, or plain weird, even though i haven’t said she was weird, how strange. today, i accidentally submitted an assignment, i asked if she could un-submit it for me but she said no in the usual cocky voice she uses for myself. why? not sure, possibly because i called her a bitch, but now she truly is! i even wrote a long-as-hell apology letter, and now she thinks she’s the queen of the earth, which she’s more like the queen of a 50-ant ant colony.
luckily her periods end, she’s so fucking annoying since she’s obsessed with the whole class besides me, it’s lunch, nothing special, stole my friends uno card pack as a joke. i only ate a bit of the food. chicken food? chicken and dry-seasoned rice. yuck.
i went to orchestra class, substitute teacher. the people younger than me mocked the substitutes basic rules and swore constantly like they were a swarm of bees. the poor substitute lady teacher didn’t know who was one swearing, the people that sat next to me looked up to me because i was 2 years older than everyone, i wanted to stand up for her but i couldn’t. something stopped me, i continued writing my mini-essay of one of my experiences anyway, and walked out to the library with permission, bye weird people! spent my time in the library, only 1 person hates me there, while some like or dislike me. brown-tanned gay kid with now tame black hair, he has retired from growing his mini-ponytail, i wouldn’t know why because i hate him too. but now he has a fuckboy haircut, although he acts gay.. but he denies it. i sit on a little couch and doomscroll on my phone. the bell rings.
my social studies, aw. im supposed to do a poster of a president but all i have is the poster, no pencil whatsoever because i didn’t bring mine, 30 minutes in the class, i finally got to borrow a pencil from one the neutral students. i quickly make the layout, and i realize, she barely has even done the layout, what??? i did the entire layout in like 3 minutes, then i gave the pencil back. i wait a few more minutes, then i borrow someone else's pencil, but i kept it instead because they found another soon after. i threw it on the floor amongst the remaining pencils that had a picnic with each other. i ship those 2 pencils… oh you don’t know what pencil i’m pointing at, it’s whatever!
now my science class, another substitute…. old male dressed old-fashioned, kinda like sherlock holmes, but modern. my classmates tease him, i give him my name after i do my assignment, so i could go to the library of course! no big trouble, so then i walk out. library’s closed, shucks, i walk back to my classroom, taking another 4 minutes for every journey. i then ask him if i can go to my business class which is right next door, he writes my name down again, now i’m hanging out with my friend(s). nothing exciting. playing on my teacher’s little ipad!! then someone pours a bit of glitter on me, i don’t care, why should! i chase them around and go back to my friend. i gave him little insults, then he starts getting butthurt, i should be hurt though? i mean you literally got anger over a baby insult but i should’ve been when YOU poured glitter on me!! i didn’t look my best anyway, that’s why i didn’t care. so he says something back, and i say something back, and now it’s an argument. he keeps saying i’m the angry but i’ve been talking to him in a neutral tone, how hypocritical. my teacher calms the situation down because i’ve started to swear, i don’t mind. rage-baited the own rage-baiter i would say to myself, happy while he’s livid! i said out loud he can hit me, i was overconfident like usual, you would too if a short skinny rarely-athletic kid felt threatening. i called him scared, and he said he wasn’t, but all he has done is just talk badly, i have too but it’s only ok if i do! duhhh.
i walk to my moms car after dismissal. i have small chat with friends and side-friends. whatever. now i’m driving home.
we’re home, i walk to the entrance. my mom mentions my school laptop, yikes… i now had to finally tell her the truth of it, that it was stolen, and always has been. she blames me for it, but what could i do about it? yea sure i’ll call the power rangers and tell them to find the culprit, but it won’t happen either way. she’s only mad because she has to spend money on school equipment i lost AGAIN. welp!
i go shower, i’m done, im now on my bed. i feel hungry, but i don’t want to eat. my mom says she’ll get pizza for the family, not a single drool falls out. i go on discord, asking an overloaded active general chat if i should develop an ED, only one reply out of the many chat messages. “what”. ok, yes it is to me. i’m a bit fat, but i’m the type of fat that looks ok, but doesn’t look like fat at the same time. i don’t want to exercise, i don’t want to go out, so why not starve myself for fun, it doesn’t seem hard, because it really isn’t. i eat when i’m bored, i eat whenever. but i think today is the day i won’t anymore. slight breakfast and slight lunch. i’ll live for sure lol
20:14 may 19 2025, end time of my mini blog