Up n' down n' up n' down we go.
Lately, I've just been....I dunno...my grades have gone down, and I suppose that even throughout all my attempts to make everyone not worry about me, I've become somewhat vulnerable. Even more friends are falling from below me, it seems, but I'm glad that the true ones I have right now are still with me. Makes me feel better.....I think I've become tired, but the end of this week, I'm getting a bit of a break. I'm leaving early to go to Coco Beach!! ^_^ YUSH! Maybe this will make me feel better. I hope I can do it! I've got a month and less to....
As for what's been happening to me lately....a few girls decided to pick on me. They've been pulling my hair and bookbag for the last two months..but, you know what? On Mars (I still can't spell the third day of the week, so I call it Mars. XD Yup, I'm special.), when they decided to bang up against the back of my bus seat, I turned around as quick as a flash, scratched one of them on the arms and told both of them off. ~_^ I hope they got the message. I wonder if the scratch drew blood....<3>
Now in American History, we're studying the Civil Rights Movement. Listen to me: I'm not exactly "proud" to be African-American in this generation, but you know what? I am. Nothing I can do about it. I don't shout it to the highest hilltops ALL the time, though...'cos I don't want to hear myself go into a monotone, and no one else does, either. But, Mars.....we saw authentic clips of fellow AFs as they were fighting segregation's "hands", the dogs and the fire hoses. When a segment was shown of one man going down from a waterblast. Okay, check this out: The people closest to the video projector-thingy, which is right near where the class racist, Tyler...they were sitting, and they were laughing at HIM! So, in my reply, I snapped a they who found it amusing: "Why are you guys laughing?".....No one else dared utter a word. The only two AFs in there, two guys who were right next to him, they disturbed me. Why? Umm.....that's someone on OUR side that helped us win the battle that just went down. Did you guys know that at 100 PSI, it can cut off feet? I talked to my teacher about it. She's only 26 years old, and she felt ashamed, perhaps doubly, since she also teaches Afro-American Studies. I went to lunch, and I dicussed the matter with Armando, Jenna, and Mark. I could hardly hear anything over the talking, but what I did hear was that they'd laugh at the action, too. I explained the circumstances, but I guess no one could hear me over the talking. So, what I did was I said,"Never mind," and left the table before I lost my temper. I'm not asking them to understand. THEY CAN'T, and they won't even try. They were all born in the 90's, every one of them. Maybe if they were part...or something like that, but it seems...I can't talk to them like I want to anymore. *sigh* I hate the people in high school. Maybe I'm being a drama queen again...but please understand where I'm coming from. I'll ask them about their behavior tomorrow when I get to school if I'm still there....
Today was Take Your Son/Daughter To Work Day, and I went with my step-mere to a correctional facility. It was awesome! I got to snack on free Godfather's Pizza, make a plant with a pot for Mom, and I got a little certificate of appreciation, so now I have an excuse for today's absense. X3 We also got to have a water gun fight. That was the best part of the day! And we got to see an officer get EID-ed and he made a fire!! *o* Ooooooooooooooooh!!!
All in all, it's "okay"....I'm still waiting for my letter from Lupa!!! ;_; I miss him; I'm lonely. ^^; XD
As for what's been happening to me lately....a few girls decided to pick on me. They've been pulling my hair and bookbag for the last two months..but, you know what? On Mars (I still can't spell the third day of the week, so I call it Mars. XD Yup, I'm special.), when they decided to bang up against the back of my bus seat, I turned around as quick as a flash, scratched one of them on the arms and told both of them off. ~_^ I hope they got the message. I wonder if the scratch drew blood....<3>
Now in American History, we're studying the Civil Rights Movement. Listen to me: I'm not exactly "proud" to be African-American in this generation, but you know what? I am. Nothing I can do about it. I don't shout it to the highest hilltops ALL the time, though...'cos I don't want to hear myself go into a monotone, and no one else does, either. But, Mars.....we saw authentic clips of fellow AFs as they were fighting segregation's "hands", the dogs and the fire hoses. When a segment was shown of one man going down from a waterblast. Okay, check this out: The people closest to the video projector-thingy, which is right near where the class racist, Tyler...they were sitting, and they were laughing at HIM! So, in my reply, I snapped a they who found it amusing: "Why are you guys laughing?".....No one else dared utter a word. The only two AFs in there, two guys who were right next to him, they disturbed me. Why? Umm.....that's someone on OUR side that helped us win the battle that just went down. Did you guys know that at 100 PSI, it can cut off feet? I talked to my teacher about it. She's only 26 years old, and she felt ashamed, perhaps doubly, since she also teaches Afro-American Studies. I went to lunch, and I dicussed the matter with Armando, Jenna, and Mark. I could hardly hear anything over the talking, but what I did hear was that they'd laugh at the action, too. I explained the circumstances, but I guess no one could hear me over the talking. So, what I did was I said,"Never mind," and left the table before I lost my temper. I'm not asking them to understand. THEY CAN'T, and they won't even try. They were all born in the 90's, every one of them. Maybe if they were part...or something like that, but it seems...I can't talk to them like I want to anymore. *sigh* I hate the people in high school. Maybe I'm being a drama queen again...but please understand where I'm coming from. I'll ask them about their behavior tomorrow when I get to school if I'm still there....
Today was Take Your Son/Daughter To Work Day, and I went with my step-mere to a correctional facility. It was awesome! I got to snack on free Godfather's Pizza, make a plant with a pot for Mom, and I got a little certificate of appreciation, so now I have an excuse for today's absense. X3 We also got to have a water gun fight. That was the best part of the day! And we got to see an officer get EID-ed and he made a fire!! *o* Ooooooooooooooooh!!!
All in all, it's "okay"....I'm still waiting for my letter from Lupa!!! ;_; I miss him; I'm lonely. ^^; XD
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