You can't describe someone you haven't met.
And maybe, you can't describe someone you've known a long time.
I don't think I know anyone.
I am just aware of their existence.
But, they're not aware of mine.
It's just a belief I have, and one I'll stick to until somebody breaks it.
Oh, look at you. Trying to be inspirational, huh?
Of course, she doubts my pseudo-inspiring speech as she is a complete pessimist. But, ignore her for now.
Here I am, world, lying in bed thinking. I'm always staring at the ceiling, pretending I'm asleep on a raft to peace. The sheets comfort me from my fears. Fears equaling to many things. I guess I'm too sensitive to be thinking about anything. At least there's not any tears, as after all I vowed never to cry again, but we always break promises.
Weak, why did you cry the other day? There wasn't anything to cry about; it was just a dream.
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This moron better realize that she's not better than anyone else.
I sip from juice box quietly, wondering as to why she called herself the 'best' person here. Obviously she was not, as I have seen her degrade others, including me. She thinks she can put up the act of, 'funny-because-I-make-fun-of-others' when she can't. It's too easy to get on her 'bad' side, which is basically a hissy fit, screaming cuss words at you like there's no such thing as a teacher around.
Idiot, you're making yourself look bad, and this act is completely unoriginal. Try coming up with a not-so cliche act, and maybe you'll earn an appaluase.
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I can be funny. I'm sure of it. For now, I might just be a dull student but I will be a much more fun person soon.
It's hard trying to think of jokes when you have the Internet.
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I like talking to people I like to talk to, to be precise. I don't know if they like to talk to me, since I feel like sometimes I can be annoying or flat-out awkward. It shouldn't matter though. As Doctor Seuss said, "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
I guess society believes that in order to be yourself, you have to end up a stuck up, cocky, jerk who thinks they're better than everyone else, and claims they are 'funny' for being random. Randomness isn't the funniest thing in the world. You certainly won't make it to Comedy Central just by wiggling your arms and saying, "Omg, I'm so weird."
I prefer a nice witty comment, or wordplay. Hilarious reactions, and the best of them all:
The word wiener.
You're an idiot, that's still funny to you?
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