"If you're going through hell...... Keep going."
I read this in a book my school recommends, and guess what? I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS.
I don't freaking give a darn about any of this love and hope and light things and I'm out of here. I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID GOALS AND MIND-CHANGING PROGRAM. I want a fun, meaningful life with appropriate relaxing moments involving headphones, some coffee and cute puppies.
And yes, I'm totally yelling to myself. In a DIARY.
My name is Lizzie Ravalz, and this is my life.
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Okay so as you guys probably saw already, I was actually using the same construction of The LBD. Well if you guys don't get that...... Never mind. Let's carry on with my life, shall we?
Who am I you ask? I am a 15-year-old high school student who's living a pretty dam pathetic life in the dorm without any fun except sassing over some random person who doesn't care, thanks to my lovely school. (Yeah, I don't like sarcasm. I OBSESS.)
But huh, that's really not your concern, am I right? You probably was just reading this and wondering who is this crazy little weirdo- I mean, yelling in a diary using screaming CAPS ConStaNTlY? That doesn't meet the basic standards of how a NORMAL person act, even to me.
Oh, you probably just really wanna slap me now, LOL.
No okay I'm just kidding.... I love you guys. (#gross) Anyways, I just wanted to say: Sure, I'm all about achieving my amazingly awesome goals in life (DUH), but SERIOUSLY? ENCOURAGING TEENS TO 'keep going through hell'? YOU think it's a.... A WHAT? A GOOD IDEA????
You really think it's proper to say that......
Nah. not me.
And that is not the worst part of my life now. I'm sure I've already spent enough time in my life receiving useless, ridiculous and POISONOUS commands and orders- so dear Gods, spare me once would you?
Then shut the talking teacher now! The one that's talking meanwhile when I'm writing this, LIKE SHE EVER STOPPED. LMFAO. With all that teacher's talk like....
"NO BIUKSOUR ANEH FAN LAADEHS- OLEE BOLDAM MWAHAHAHA"
"NA OV COLUS ICH NAT HUT ANUV FOL EH SHI!"
And in case you're asking..... Yeah, I can't understand what she's saying most of the time, either. You're not alone. WE are not alone.
Like really, I AM FRIGGIN' OUT!!! BLOODY HELLLLLLL!!!!
Does she really have to do that to us? To ME? FOR TWO MORE MOFING YEARS??
NO- JUST- NOOOOOOOO.
I. Am. So done with this. Ugghhh.
.......Well, alright. Maybe next time I'll be calmer and I shall talk to you about our school and my classmates then, because I'm so unorganised right now. So, see you guys later? ;)
-Lizzie
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Lizzie Ravalz Diaries
Non-FictionWarning: you have entered a mysterious not-so-private space full of terrors. My name's Lizzie, and my high school life is probably just as horrible as yours. Living and studying in a place like my country, though it's fairly impossible, the situatio...
