SORRY FOR THE MISTAKES!
Part 3 – Frustrated
Dear Diary,
Today is the last day of classes for the first semester so the teachers were supposed to give the report cards where our grades were written. I was excited. Nervous. Frightened. Afraid. Happy. I don’t know. Crazy!
I have different emotions because I want to have good grades to atleast reach my parents’ expectations. Eventhough I know they don’t care about me. Their only concern is Marianne. Their pretty Marianne. Their most intelligent daughter. The perfect Marianne.
I’m so tired of tying hard to be loved by them. I love them. But I know they don’t love me. For them, I’m a stubborn, nonsensical daughter. I’m the black sheep of the family. As mom said I’m such a pain.
They have no idea of how much I tried to have their attention and love. I’m dying to be loved. But they don’t bother caring for me.
“Ok class. I’m giving you your class cards that must be seen by your parents or guardians for them to know if you guys are studying well.” said Mrs. Choi
I’m very nervous about the grades I’ll get until my named was called.
“Marcela! Congratulations.” She said with a smile.
I was wondering why she congratulated me. I passed by Troy (the bully)
“Hey Nerd!” I looked at him. “Fuck you!” He said.
“Mr. Troy. What’s the problem over there?” said Ms. Choi
“Nothing.” He said.
“Fuck you too, Jerk!” I said that made him pissed off. I smiled on the thought. He sure has the thinnest piece of patience.
“We’re not yet done, Bitch!”
“Well, See you later” I said with a sarcastic smile plastered on my face.
I almost forgot that I have just received my card. I take a look at it.
I was shocked. Paralyzed. I can’t breathe. I can’t believe this is happening to me.
I PASSED. Not only passed. I GOT AN A+
This is so amazing!! God is so good to me. I almost cried. (Tears of joy)
I have something to give to my parents. Then the bell rang. I put all my stuff on my bag then I was about to leave when a notebook landed on my head.
“HEADSHOT!” said Troy. Then they all laughed hard. “How was the feeling bitch? You think you can beat me? Ha-ha” He continued.
I walked towards him holding some of my books with my bag slung at my shoulder. Then, I slapped him using my books.
“FACEBOOK! How was the feeling jerk? You think you can do that to me? Ha-ha”
They all give me a blank stare. I left. I’m so pissed off with that fucking devil. He must not mind me! I don’t care for him so he must not care when I’m around! That moron! Uh!
As I walked with my headphones on, I’m cheerfully thinking of my parents’ reactions. Are they going to be proud of me? Are they going to be happy when they saw my grades?
I was busy thinking when suddenly.. Bam!
“Ouch! How stupid you are!” I screamed without knowing who I just bumped into.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean --” Said the gorgeous blonde guy with dark brown eyes. I cut him.
“Save the drama.” I rolled my eyes then walked away. My mood is so good to be ruined by some stupid person out there. Hmm! I would’ve liked him if he’s not so stupid like that. Psh.
I got home not knowing that my family is in the living room happily chatting with each other..
“We’re so proud of you princess!” Mom said while hugging her.
“You are the best thing we ever had.” Said dad kissing her on the forehead.
They were looking on her card. “You are so smart Marianne to have an A+” They added. They look so perfect together.
While me? I’m here with you dear diary.. Alone. Unhappy. Imperfect. I got the same grade as Marianne but I didn’t mind telling them or even showing my card. I’ll just keep this. They’re completely happy and proud with Marianne. I’ll just ruin their happiness if I showed up. So, I decided to stay here and write on you Diary.. You’re the only one I could talk to. The only important thing I have. And the only one who have lots of spaces to give for my feelings.
Marcela </3
