Do you wanna know what they call me now?
A fuckin' warfreak.
Oh wow. The last time I check I was the person who was cyber-bullied and had a hate page on facebook for all the wrong reasons. I knew they were talking behind my back. I mean what else are they good at? I always knew but I just wished they knew how to keep it and not let it reach me. Fucking morons. Who do they think they are. The issue's long gone. The issue's long fucking DEAD but no, they like to meddle with me and my affairs. What did I do to them? NOTHING. I just tried to live my life everyday. Just trying to make it out of freshman year ALIVE but they still talk about me and whatever shit. I have a very little reputation and now it's all gone. They talk about me to the people that I haven't even met and now, these people hate me too for no fuckin' reason! They hate me and they talk shit about me and worse, the people I care about. I will take everything they give me. Every rumor, every lie, every insult, EVERYTHING but messing with the people I love? NO FUCKING WAY. They should know better than being stereotypical mean people in movies. I have no idea what they have been watching and I sincerely hope that their parents are very proud of what they are doing and of them.
Calling me a warfreak? How much do you know about me? The last time I checked, we had like ten fuckin conversations and you now think that you know me to the core? How dare you say these things about me and the people I love. I have very few people that I truly care about because I don't let a lot of people in and now even them. You're gonna mess with them. I won't allow that. One more, one more remark and I will grab them by the throat and let them eat shit.
I can't really fight back before because I was class president and a lot of people will be affected with my actions and my decisions but now that I am back to being a nobody, I will fight back. I will fucking fight back and let them taste their own medicine. I don't know who the fuck they are but the actions that they do speaks A LOT about them. I hope they have a very nice life because I don't want anything to do with them and I'm moving on but I swear one more shit I hear and one more messing with the people I love and they are going to get it.
They are going to get it bad
All about appeal and sass
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Saturday, September 21, 2013
College Life
I entered college approximately 3 months ago and it's been a constant roller coaster until now.
I was class president at one point but that didn't go well, I had to give it up because the people who voted wanted me out of it for some reason I don't know. Being the bigger person, so I thought like one and made the decision to give it up because they are making it like a big deal and they're using all these big words and whatever in arguments and then this petition came up, it was all a wreck and I didn't want to involve myself any further in that. I just wanted to go back. Back when I was still a nobody.
The hate that I received was more than any hate that I've ever received in my whole life..........so far. It changed me. I wasn't me anymore. They saw all the wrong things that I do but the right ones, they don't. It was a whole three months of depression. It was just me and myself. I was a freshman and I'm also new to the "officer duties". What was I supposed to do? It affected me, it affected my grades, it affected my attitude towards school, I felt like I was a mistake.
Just by writing it now, I can still feel how raw the scars that this experience gave me.
I was just trying to find new friends, to adapt in this new school atmosphere, to focus for my future, to achieve more, but I realized that it wasn't that easy. I also realize that college is one step towards the real world so this will be compared to nothing when I actually work and face the actual real world.
Since I dropped the position, everything has been calm and quiet. Well, at least for now it is. The tension died down. I'm trying to build myself again. To reclaim the old me. Id I fail on that one then maybe I can build myself into someone better than the old me.
In college, there's a lot of people. From different schools, from different backgrounds, different attitudes, different morals, different beliefs, different upbringings. Like what I've said, it's one step towards the real world. This is a lesson that I will never forget because it's the one that affected my life the most.
Until my next post again!
I was class president at one point but that didn't go well, I had to give it up because the people who voted wanted me out of it for some reason I don't know. Being the bigger person, so I thought like one and made the decision to give it up because they are making it like a big deal and they're using all these big words and whatever in arguments and then this petition came up, it was all a wreck and I didn't want to involve myself any further in that. I just wanted to go back. Back when I was still a nobody.
The hate that I received was more than any hate that I've ever received in my whole life..........so far. It changed me. I wasn't me anymore. They saw all the wrong things that I do but the right ones, they don't. It was a whole three months of depression. It was just me and myself. I was a freshman and I'm also new to the "officer duties". What was I supposed to do? It affected me, it affected my grades, it affected my attitude towards school, I felt like I was a mistake.
Just by writing it now, I can still feel how raw the scars that this experience gave me.
I was just trying to find new friends, to adapt in this new school atmosphere, to focus for my future, to achieve more, but I realized that it wasn't that easy. I also realize that college is one step towards the real world so this will be compared to nothing when I actually work and face the actual real world.
Since I dropped the position, everything has been calm and quiet. Well, at least for now it is. The tension died down. I'm trying to build myself again. To reclaim the old me. Id I fail on that one then maybe I can build myself into someone better than the old me.
In college, there's a lot of people. From different schools, from different backgrounds, different attitudes, different morals, different beliefs, different upbringings. Like what I've said, it's one step towards the real world. This is a lesson that I will never forget because it's the one that affected my life the most.
Until my next post again!
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