my daily life in middle school!!

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*science teacher gets some kind of blood cancer or something* [YES THIS IS REAL NO JOKE]

*gets new teacher that looks so mexican*

teacher: eyyyyy hola guys. uhmmmm I'm ur new teacher lololol...lets do an activity. make a chain out of paper...and uh....idk :/

me: ...bruh *gets paired up with the people who bully me 😭*

teacher: work together to make the longest paper chain...uhhh have fun.

me: guys I got an idea we could fold the paper in half then cut it out, making it easier and faster.

team: *ignores* 💀

me: ...guys.

team: *cuts the paper in whole*

me: ARE YOU GUYS IGNORING ME??

team: SHUT THE FUCK UP DAMN

me: I DONT SHUT UP I THROW UP I CAN THROW UP IN YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW IF I WANTED TO NOW-

team: STOP SHOUTING!!

me: *groans*

*after what it seemed like the whole class period*

team: WE'RE DONE CUTTING OUT STRIPS

me: FINALLY THAT TOOK FOREVER I BET CASEOH WALKED AROUND THE WORLD 1000 TIMES ALREADY.

team: SHUT UP

me: now time to cut it into strips...u don't have to make the cuts even.

team: *tries to cut as straight as they can, and measures too carefully*

me: BRUH LET ME DO THE CUTTING

team: NO FIND SOMETHING ELSE

me: FINE WHAT DO I DO

team: JUST STAND UP WE CANT LET THE TEACHER SEE THAT WE'RE USING THREE SCISSORS INSTEAD OF ONE

me: BRUH *sits down in my chair*

team: GET THE FUCK UP

me: WELL GUESS WHAT WOMP WOMP IM NOT GETTING UP

team: BRO DO U WANT TO WIN

me: IM NOT GOING TO WIN WITH SOME CHEATERS. I QUIT HELPING YALL. 

friend: DUDE GET UP

me: WHY ARE YOU ON THEIR SIDE NOW?!!!

friend: COME ON *drags*

me: *sits back down*

me: *works on my own paper chain*

*5 minutes later*

team: WE NEED TO STAPLE IT PERFECTLY *sweats at stapling it*

team: *staples it slanted* BRUH ITS NOT STRAIGHT ITS ALL YOUR FAULT

team: PATRICIA HELP US OUT

me: *hums quietly and works continues working on my chain*

team: HELP US GIVE US SOME ADVICE OR SOMETHING

me: MAKE THE CIRCLES BIG WHEN PUTTING THE CHAIN DAMN CHILL

team: *puts the circles small that the paper cant even fit through the hole...*

me: ...y'all are so dumb.

team: THEN HELP US OUT!!

me: OH REALLY, HELP OUT?? I HAVE NOTHING TO HELP WITH!! SOMEONES ALREADY DOING THE CUTTING...THE STAPLING...THE CHAINING...I DONT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO, LOOK ARE YOU BLIND OR SOMETHING

team: YOURE SUPPOSED TO-

me EXACTLY WHAT I THOUGHT NOW SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE GOD DAMN

team: *rolls eyes*

*later, when time was up*

me: *doesn't even come up to present the chain with my team*

teacher: what are u doing werent u in that team

me: THEY DIDNT WANT TO WORK WITH ME SO I HAD NOTHING TO DO, THEY DIDNT WANT ME IN THEIR TEAM SO IM NOT COMING UP WITH THEM I WAS SOLO

teacher: WHAT DO YOU MEAN UR SUPPOSED TO WORK WITH THEM

me: DAMN DIDNT U UNDERSTAND, DIDNT U SEE?!!

teacher: U WERENT SUPPOSED TO BE SOLO UR SUPPOSED TO GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER

me: I'VE KNOWN THEM EVER SINCE 6TH GRADE WHAT MORE DO I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THEM?? DO I NEED TO KNOW THAT THEYRE SO GREEDY, YES I ALREADY KNOW

teacher: I'll leave you alone for u to chill-

me: YES PLEASE, THANK YOU.

*team 1 wins and we got 2nd place*

team: ITS ALL UR FAULT PATRICIA

me: *scoffs* my fault? weren't u the ones who didn't listen to some of my advice? "make the chains big" and u made it small? sheesh!!

team: THEN YOU-

me: "blah blah blah blah" shut up karens!!

team: ur a real jerk.

me: says u.

and so yeah...my paper chain by doing *solo* was the longest, longer than team one's...I work fast, okay?? i've been making chains ever since 7 years old...

well...I guess that was it.

OH YEAH ONE MORE

*art class*

teacher: patricia do u want to make slime today

me: uhh sure

teacher: *gives the instructions*

the kid beside me: *starts being autistic and throws his glue all over the place*

me: damn chill ur getting it in my hair...

that one autistic kid: JIOLFJWKFHARRRRBFWKJL

*their aid comes* 

me: finally *scoots far away from them*

some girl who thinks shes a baddie: *throws her slime at me*

me: ...bruh

me: *spends half the lunch time cleaning up my shirt and pants, which are sticky as hell*

...

I wonder if I can transfer to a different school.


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