So I was walking from my study hall, okay? And I see one of the guards (because my school needs that kind of protection? Seriously? It's a fucking indoor school) and he asks me where I'm headed. I tell him where and I then tell him that I don't have a pass since bitch teachers know where I'm going to be. He lets it go, telling me that I need a pass next time. MIND YOU THAT I HAVE THREE MOTHERFUCKIN DAYS OF FUCKIN SCHOOL LEFT. So I go up to the room I was originally going to and the teacher's not there. So I go down to yet another classroom (with the intent of having the other teach call my study hall proctor) AND THIS FUCKING DICK TELLS ME AGAIN THAT I CANT DO THAT (walking around the halls without a pass). I tell him that I will get a pass from the new teacher and he tells me that I'm going to have to go back to my study hall. I just continue to walk, and the teacher whose class I was supposed to be in, he isn't there. So I step into the classroom next door (through the office the two teachers share) and ask him to call down and let him (my proctor) know where I am. CUE THE FUCKING GUARD TO TELL ME I CANT DO SHIT. AGAIN. Now I don't know about you, but I've just about had it. This guard has a fucking stick rammed up his ass and I can't fucking see straight. I want to fucking break down but it's not even halfway through the day and I'm done with everything. I want to stab this fucking guard in the throat, I want to kill myself, and I can't fucking do anything about it other than sit in anxiety filled silence and await my yelling at by the teacher. I just want today to be over with more than anything.
Peace.✌🏻️🖕🏻
