"If you're dead inside, take a look, you might find yourself entertained in my pain." ~Tris
YO I'M BACK WITH THE DAMN RANTS BRO (because I have the first chapter already planned, so if you read the first chapter after this is published, I already tr...
I wish school didn't damn exist and then we'd have nothing to worry about the day we wake up, as we go through 6 1/2 hours of our day, playing video games, hanging with friends on week days, no after school projects, no homework
WE'D BE SAVING FUCKING TREES BRUH.
But no, we listen to politics, and we destroy trees for paper, and other shit.
Will there ever be at least 1 or 2 candidates running for prez who will let us do our homework ONLINE?! Seems logical to me!!!!
Y'all must be thinking "But Taz~Chan, we need paper to get reviews, and-" I WILL CUT YOU OFF RIGHTFUCKINGTHERE. WE CAN GET REVIEWS ONLINE BITCHEZ, BUT WE GOTTA BE STUPID ASSES, AND LISTEN TO MOTHERFUCKING POLITICS. I mean, yea sure, We use the trees for a reason, I mean, pencils and other shit, BUT NO ONE IS GONNA WANT THAT SHIT. Hahaha, FUCK that statement. Some people WANT that kind of shit, but people like me, say WE NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF USING MOTHERFUCKING TREES, AND USE MOTHERFUCKING INTERNET. Then again, there's cyber bullying, but WHO THE FUCK CARES? At school, you can't damn get those bullies out of your damn head, but on the INTERNET, PEOPLE CAN BLOCK OTHER PEOPLE! LIKE, WHAT THE SHIT IS HAPPENING TO OUR COMMUNITIES IF WE AREN'T EVEN FUCKING USING INTERNET FOR OUR WORK AND OTHER STUPID ASS SHIT?! ABSOLUTELY, NOTHING. Tell me I'm wrong, but THE INTERNET WOULD BE OF MORE USE IF WE JUST MADE CHILDREN (like little ol' me) USE THE GOD DAMN FUCKING INTERNET FOR SCHOOL. Like, SAVE THE TREES, NO MORE HOMEWORK. Y'all know what I'm talkin' 'bout. FUCK SCHOOL AND ITS BULLIES AND OTHER SHIT KIDS TALK ABOUT THESE DAYS. 299 WORDS HELL YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. FUCK YEAH. Anyways, a little spoiler alert about what topic imma talk about next with my rants:
__________________________ Shipping Sailing dem Ships Friends Dirty Minded Shit Shit About My Life MOTHERFUCKING HOMEWORK (And Why It Sucks) Stupid Shit (In My Life) Why I'm a Shitty Writer Why I Have No Soul (I'm also gonna make a part 2 to the 'no soul' rant, because hey, I HAVE NO FUCKING SOUL) Why Picking An Outfit Is Fucking Horrible AND MORE SHIT IN MY LIFE __________________________
Well, there goes my shit life. It goes along the lines of,
"Basic Bitch"
Like, WTF LIFE. IT DIDN'T HAVE TO BE THIS WAYYYYYYYYY. Oh my friend Mikasa (that's her cover name) said I can say her real name. Her name is Sofia, I like to call her Sofifa, she's amazing, she's fab, I love this girl, she be a basic bitch with me, THANK YOU SOFIFA YOU BE BAE!!!
Ahem, ANYWHOOZIES, let's talk about tests.
So, that social studies test, I actually got an A+, yay me, FUCK NEGATIVE SHIT
(THAT WAS NEGATIVE, DAMMIT)
I FINALLY FINISHED MY MATH HOME WORK, HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT YESSSSS BITCHEZ I BE BAE.
Then my life tells me,
"NO YOU ASSHOLE, YOU HAVE ELA YOU RETARD"
but y'know what? FUCK LIFE. FUCKIN' SHIT ASS LIFE, ALWAYS FUCKING UP MY LIFE DAMMIT. BUT IT NEVER CARES (I swear my ELA teacher would fucking kill me if he saw my poor use in words{Sofifa, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT [*wink wink* *nudge nudge*]} I'm just sayin')
AND I THINK LIFE IS THE ONLY THING PLANNING MY LIFE, WITH IT'S OWN DECISIONS! FUCK THAT. FUCK LIFE. FUCK EVERYTHING.
I'm sorry, I just really like ranting, then I can give you my personal event on what's happening. Wait.
I JUST GOT A JOURNAL FOR THAT SHIT. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEE.UGH, I HATE MY LIFE.
Well, I guess we all do eventually. Anyways, today I had to do a work sheet, that's graded, and it was on god damn RATIOS. TF TEACH.
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HAHA I FOUND THIS IN MY HOMEWORK. You want colorful words?! YEEEEEE MY MAJOR IS COLOURFUL WORDS.
I ain't giving no list tho. Y'all must be insane to think I'd show you ALL the colorful words I know. Shit like that don't happen in these kind of books. I spent at least 3 hours on this chapter, WTF.
(1 this morning, 2 right now)
THE FUUUUUUUUCK. AND I ONLY HAVE 722 WORDS DAMMIT WHYYYY MEEEEEEEEE. AND ALSO, THE FUCKING SHITTY SINK INSIDE MY HOME IS BROKEN. FINALLY WHAT THE FUCK. I AIN'T GONNA SPEND MORE HOURS ON THIS RANT, AND IF THAT DOES HAPPEN, SOFIFA, SLAP ME WHEN YOU SEE ME.
I use caps too much, and I can't fucking let go of this song (the one above^) I swear, this song is my life, THESE LYRICS HAVE FEELING THAT I FEEL
(can you tell me who you are? Can you tell me where I am? I've forgotten how to see, I've forgotten if I can. If I opened up my eyes, there'd be no more turning back. 'Cause I'd throw it all away, and it all would fade to black {MY FUCKING FAVORITE LYRICS})
Those last lyrics, literally explain when I wake up in the morning. It's funny how you can relate meaningful lyrics to everyday life, even if that everyday life cycle is fucking boring af.
Lol, I think I just made an inspirational comment while this is supposed to be a rant. My life is crumbling beneath my feet, and I can't get back up,
DAMMIT I NEED TO TEXT YOU SOFIFA, YOUR MY SAFE HAVEN GIRL. BASIC BITCHEZ, TO THE MAX. SHIT I HAVE TO GET READY FOR BED, DAMMIT I HAVE 9-10 MINUTES LEFT AUGH FUCK ITTTT. Well, it's about 10:00, I should sleep now
