Life is a Bitch

*Sigh*

Online Diary Entry #3: October 9th, 2015

Another day, another occurring depression. I don't understand why I even have to go to school in the first place. I mean, I used to like it as a child, but now I'm truly seeing the evil in people, even kids. Forget the social hierarchy of education in the student body; instead, there is just two groups: the group that really doesn't give a shit what happens to you, and the other half being the kids who want to inflict every type of painful mental/physical injury on you. Not even the teachers give a fuck. All they do is make you write a couple of notes, take a test, and mark a "0" on your god damn paper. Half of the shit they're saying isn't even correct! Ugh, the worst part about school is the new quote: "One student can fuck shit up for the rest of the motherfuckers in this bitch." Take for example my 6th period class. The teacher dismisses us, not the bell, and she says that we have to stay silent in order for the ladies to go first and then the gentlemen. Sounds simple, right? But it's not. The little bitches can't even shut their damn mouths. They don't understand the meaning of being quiet. Now, all the athletic girls and guys have to go to their designated 7th period athletic classes located across the damn school. It's not fucking easy to get to the locker rooms when you are dismissed by a teacher three to five minutes after the bell rings! And it's not easy whenever you have a strict coach that doesn't tolerate tardies! WHAT THE FUCK! IT'S NOT THAT SIMPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*sigh* Ok....I think I'm ok now....ok, maybe I'm not. Why is it so hard to deal with everyday problems? Why can't everything just be ok? 

I still have yet to understand why I'm using Wattpad. IDEK! Why would I even post my personal and private situations on the Internet? It's not like I'm poor Amanda Todd or anything like that...right?