Strange Stories (MultiFandom Oneshots)

Bored In English

  According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. The wings are too small to lift it's fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyways, for it does not care about what humans think is impossible.

Have you ever thought about why I started writing the Bee Movie script with actual plans to write and type the whole thing out if it weren't for the substitute to be near the back preventing me from looking at the bee movie script so I can type it?

Yeah me neither, honestly I'm just being dumb, I'm willing to write more, butttt, hehe, butt, but I rather waste a lot of time just writing random words than actually do work I am unprepared, too rushed, and unplanned for. Sure yeah it's like my English 8th grade teacher was holding my hand the whole time, but I never payed attention in her class, let's say, at all. The only time I actually at least tried to pay attention was when it actually either caught my interest, or was an impossible to do by yourself group thing. Yeah I'm a terrible student, why do you think I had failing grades? The only subjects or classes that weren't F's were my elective classes and my PE. Those aren't even the main classes you had to do right which is funny. I'm sure sometimes my math grades weren't a bust sometimes but most of the time I saw it as a never getting fixed F. I'm already a quarter through the school year and honestly I'm sincerely surprised my grades haven't plummeted down. I feel like they placed less homework on me which is odd as I thought I would have three essays, four tests, and at least one project by this time in one day.

Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, just two essays, three tests, and one project by the end of this quarter. Hey You're reading this right? Right? Yeah you get I'm annoying don't you. I pretty much is the equivalent of annoying. Maybe I should start doing these again instead of bothering someones notifications. Honestly, That would be way more better.

...I mean

Besides the guilt and sense of loneliness with me feeling better having my stories at least open to the public than just stuck in my head.

I guess I really am an attention whore, wow and I don't think I should go venting at school, even at home it never goes well, but I suppose venting like this is one of the things that keep my thoughts from breaking and shouting like they were this morning.

Today wasn't a great day wasn't it? I mean, you finally was told to buzz off because of how annoying you were. You? Woops, not you sorry, I ment myself. I guess I really am over reactant.

You know, as much as I like the personality of Ms. Alexander at first, my rude self is starting to leak into my thoughts. She gave us barely enough time to at least write a paragraph or two, then expects us to finish in 20? 30 minutes? Now call me slow but that's honestly not enough time for me, I'm only seeming to type a lot for the narrative because I'm actually just letting my thoughts flow through my head, if I were to actually be working with information I should have started gathering at one point, I would be rather slow. I suppose it's things I don't feel much about that have me on a low in creativity. I mean, I know I struggled with all, but narrative was one of my favorites. Not just because my class didn't do much compared to informative and argumentative, but because it felt mainly free and loose, allowing me to input so many ideas and stories into the mix, to be able to not go like a robot, and all I have to do is not break a rule. It's like saying you can do whatever you want in the world, along with having anything you want no matter how much it breaks reality, and the only thing you can't do was see your household family (mom dad, siblings). Sure it's difficult to others, but not to me, that's what I mean. I also don't have a great bond with my household family members but that's besides the point.

I don't know, I'll just hope I don't have to edit with anyone, I hate that oh so very much. Especially when people expect from you, you don't have it, and then they ask. Last year, it was more reasonable, you were told to finish it if you haven't and that you will peer edit the next day. This was utterly different, I don't know these people, how fast and good they work, how much their skill level is. As much as I'd like to give them criticism all to the tea, I can't. I don't have anything they can give criticism back to. I'm fine with criticism, at this point it's the only thing people give me in my mind. It's just when either I can't give my truthful criticism because they're a special little snowflake, or when I can't give them anything they can criticize on, or when I either am given a bias and untrue criticism which I can't talk back on or when they won't accept any criticism at all. Damn I can't spell criticism.

Oh thank goodness, thank you we are allowed more time. I would have died of an attack if we hand't which was nice. Also, out school has a no homework over the weekend polocy? That is literally the first I've had, because I remember always being given homework over the weekends, here I just thought it was because we have little homework. Huh that really explains it.

Now, do I know why I'm doing this? Why I'm not actually goofing off with something else like the two morons I'm seated between in class?

Honestly I don't know a dang.

I kind of just want English to end, so I can go worry about my LGBTIQ+ meeting I am now a secretary for (also accomplishment!) and PE because I'm a weak little sh!t who is practically useless.

Also there are actually people irl in my area I ship! Hehe they sit 'behind' me in English class (I say 'behind' because the way the desks are formed has the right rows creating a corner at one seat in each row and I sit in one of them so I have two people on each side of me behind but not directly, also one of them is not 'behind me' but simply sitting next to the one who is)

Ho boi do I ship it. Ever since we moved seats I am so glad that chair went missing so they sat in one together. Ho boi the gay. Mega gay ship I shall write fanfiction on it one day :D