Complaining

bad days are a little too normal.

good morrow fellow citizens. i hope your day has gone better than mine.

Since when did it become normal for people to have bad days? how come it has become so damned normal for people to have bad days?? why can't it be normal for people to have good days? people talk to their friends or post on social media "today was a good day for me *pointless random emojis*" or "i did good today *most of the time talking about their diet which is perfectly okay*". 

why? not going toward people that do that, just people in general. why is it a big deal to have amazing good days? days of peoples lives are mostly spent in the middle of good and bad and one specific thing can decide on either one. what i don't understand is why are we stuck in that state? why do we have to have shitty days all the time or days that are just fucking useless and boring. which leads me into the hell hole of fucktards that think they are better than everyone else and feel the need to prove it every waking hour of the day.

there is a pie chart used to identify the freshman that come in that i just made up but I'm sure its pretty accurate.. here it goes, the biggest segment of the freshman are from the hood,  the other big segment is white boys/girls with money (as i mentioned before), the next segment is the accelerated nerds that care too much about bands and the internet (where i reside), theater kids/ band geeks (i also reside here), and last but not least "too poor to go anywhere else" people (i may also find a place here).  I'm just an average 15 year old girl and i have life figured out already. We are always going to run into this pie chart but its going to be changed around a bit but the original idea is still in play.

aside from bad days, since when did everything people say become offensive? like you could say "oh i like waffles" and some fucktard buts in and says that "oh my god that's so offending to me because i like pancakes and you don't think like i do so I'm going to make you feel like shit until you agree with me"

I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THE HELL THAT'S OKAY i don't understand why a simple complement .. a fucKING COMPLEMENT IS SO DAMNED OFFENSIVE.

ALL I SAID TO MY "FRIEND" (I THINK YOU UNDERSTAND WHY THE QUOTATIONS ARE HERE) WAS THAT ,

"oh your hair looks really nice, it looks like how the women did it in the 1920's i love it!"

"OH MY GOD THAT'S SO OFFENSIVE YOU CANT SAY THAT!!!"

"why not exactly?"

"YOU CANT COMPARE ME TO DEAD PEOPLE?, MY HAIR LOOKS LIKE THAT?! I MISS MY WEAVE A LOT MORE NOW."

oh. oh okay how the fuck does this make sense? what the serious fuck people. what.. how the....... what?????  i wont complement you anymore then, fine bitch.

i really don't understand people. i just don't. i sit in between these two girls in Spanish, the one is apparently to sensitive to a damned complement and the other treats me like a fucking child. like when she was talking about how they have Native American on their moms side and i was all like 'oh me too, i think it was Navajo' and she goes on to tell me I'm wrong and how i cant say someones hair looks like the 1920s look. Who the hell are you to tell me i'm wrong and I'm such a child that doesn't know anything. if you fucking keep it up i don't fucking care if we are the closest of friends and 'YouTube fan club buddies' i will stop talking to you because you make me feel like shit and i wanna punch you in the face. 

AND ANOTHER THING THAT PISSED ME OFF. i wont go into the whole thing but being told to shut up and turn around by 3 white boy assholes that only care about making everyone else around them feel like shit and rubbing their money in everyone else's faces DOESN'T FUCKING FEEL GOOD OKAY. IT FEELS LIKE SHIT TO BE TREATED THAT WAY BY PEOPLE WHO NEVER EVEN SPOKE TWO WORDS TO YOU. 

i have a stupid weakness where i cant deal with feelings . most of the time I'm okay and on good days I'm happy. when i get sad , i get sad and get depressed for a couple days and its not fun. i get sad for no fucking reason and i don't like it. when i get mad like that , i get mad 

 i got so mad i could do the rest of the day and had to go home. sometimes i just cant do it. i get pissed off a lot and with my friend who is convinced i don't know what I'm talking about all the time and white boy assholes, "fuck you" by Lily Allen becomes my anthem for all situations.

to everyone i mentioned in this one...

FUCK YOU.