This is a fucking joke.

For most of you who know me, you know that I tend to get overly pissed off about stupid little things. Usually things that I shouldn't get all worked up about. Well, for once I am absoloutly livid about something that I believe has some merrit.

I got to school this morning, thinking it was like any other day. I saw people start walking into my first period class with blankets and pyjamas and such, and I soon remembered that the night before was the grad sleepover. I didn't go to the grad sleepover, not because I really have anything against it, but just because I'd rather get some sleep (I hate being tired), and I just don't really feel like I fit in at school functions such as this.

So people start coming in, obviously exhausted, and we get the period underway. My teacher basically goes to the front of the class and says that she knows everyone's tired, and she doesn't feel like teaching us...so we can leave.

Now, most people would be excited about something like this, especially those who were so tired. I was not so excited about this. I just see it this way. I dragged MY ass out of bed this morning, and I got to school on time so that I could get my schooling done, get my good grades and go to university. So why the hell do these people get off the hook just because they made a stupid choice to stay up all night? And why does my teacher get to decide that she "just doesn't feel like teaching"? I was so fucking angry. I left with everyone else.

I went and found my philosophy teacher, and asked her what we were doing that day in class. Not so surprisingly, I got the same answer. We were just taking up homework because most people were going to be exhausted. I told her that I wasn't tired, that I COULD do work, so she basically told me I was better off going home and working on my seminar. Wow.

I just think it's so rediculous how I get fucked out of a day of preperation for University because people are immature, and think that social events and popularity in high school are more important than the real reason you're there, TO GET YOUR FUCKING WORK AND CLASSES DONE. I'm not pretending to be all enthusiastic about fantastic grades and school in general, but fuck, I'm at school to learn, and get good enough marks to get into university. I am not at school to have a good time and have fantastic adventures with my friends. It sounds bitter and jaded, but it's true. I have found that the social setting in high school has caused some of the worst feelings and situations in my life. And I am just sick of it. I don't fit in with anyone at school, I don't care about dances or formals, and I certainly don't care to spend the night at school with a bunch of people who would never give me the time of day in any other situation.

I'm just convinced now that high school is a fucking joke, and I can not wait to get out of there.

Comforting Lie
~Addy
- posted by Eddie @ 10:03 AM