I hate my English class. It sucks more than France. We get treated like 5-year-olds. 5-year-olds! Like last week we were in Trailor 1 with a sub (Freek's note: Our school has trailers). The kids acted like idiots (their natural state), and when we got back to good ol' E1 (Freek's Note: Our school rooms are numbered by the letter hall that they're in), they weren't punished! The excuse, given by the teachers: "We know you guys had a lot to be upset with all the changes, so we'll let that slide." When I was just 6, I didn't understand that concept of "you're in an unfamiliar place, so what you do is out of rage." It's just a curse to be so smart and mature, oh well. The kids in my class are all so fake. They're stupid, pop culture oriented drones. Now, I don't mind them not being original, but just of them being the same is what angers me. Even if they were all like me, that would piss me off. I can't stand this stupid pop culture. Don't care for all of those hard street people either. What the hell are they trying to prove? "I'm not employed, my parents hate me, so I'm gonna use all of that for an excuse." Whatever! Piss me off! Get a damn hobby, you yuppie cry baby! Don't say that this Earlybird can't be pleased, either. English is my only area of problem. Today we got a new seating chart, and I was set right in the middle of the "land of the drama queens." Like today, this girl jumps up and puts my hood over my eyes and hits me. By the way I've changed colors now, and if you didn't notice that, you are not worthy of my literary greatness. Be gone with you! So after that incident we go to the job fair in the cafetorium (Freek's note: Earlybird did not feel like saying "cafeteria"). That was 30 minutes of life I'll never get back! What a waste. The whole thing was for artists and reporters. Like anyone in this (again I change colors, refer to my earlier comment) school has the ability to strike it big. No one here has the people skills to be a reporter. Except for me and my friends. Hey, "except"! That reminds me, we're doing homonyms. Those idiots can't understand the concept of "it's and its". Anyway, old Freeky boy is on my back for this rant, so I leave you.
Later,
Earlybird