I'm funny, is that really true...? I think not... and it stayed like that for a long time, petals fell to the floor as I tried to find out my traits, but funny was the only one that said yes, okay maybe I asked if I should do it the hard way or not and it said yes, but... yah... I meant the only trait, I walk into school trying to be funny, but, instead of laughing with them at my jokes, I'm the one being laughed at. How could I care less? These ignorant imbeciles. Who cares? And.. I know.. that's mean but, how other way should I describe them? They have no talent yet they were put into the gifted and talented class. Sigh, whatever, at least some of them actually study instead of just... looking off my paper on a test, and half texting in class. I mean... no one really bullies me anyways.... I don't really care... why should I? I never was funny, I don't have a single trait that one lie to me. Most people would've left by now, my story has nothing interesting whatsoever.. I'll wait for you to leave...
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LEave! Like seriously! My story... isnt what you thought you would hear...
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