Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
Blogging
din go to skul today.got reali fed up wif dat kanages issue.No matter wat i stil think dat i'm rite and i wun change ma mind no matter wat ppl say(not even wen i met up wif the principal). recieved 12 dimerit for all the trauma wic i think dat it was reali unfair. Der ain't any solid prove to say dat I was in the wrong bout ma behaviour and i could fight for the case.
If i went to skul today i would have thrown the two maths books away and i would be clamin justice and cause anotha riot.the dicipline teacher is ma english and (used to be) lit teacher and i dun wana put her in a bad position.
I obviously cried not bcus i tot wat i did was wrong or even bcus i recieve dimerit bt is bcus i reali have disapointed a lot of ppl that i reali luv(ma clasmates esp pc).Dey refuse to tok to me and some of em have bcom an eye witness for the skul and said dat d remark of "some adults onli noe hw to bark like a bitch"(wic i said) was for dat kanages..I'm sorey bt i can't live to wat they expect me to be nemor.dey refuse to tok to me and i too refuse to tok to em. I'm not mad at em for wat dey have done (as dey have deir rites to do wat dey wan).
In a way,dis tingy make me ponder wif dis phrase:
a real friend is someone who walks in when the rest of the world walks out
I noe dey walk out of ma life (in a way) cs dey got fed up bt in a way dis ques reali hits me hw real a frien are dey? I'm not askin them for deir support bt at least wen i ask bt skul work dey dun hav to giv a cold shoulder!
i changed ma blog add so dat none wld noe bt it nemor.It's officially closed to everyone and it's onli me hu noes wat's in here.
sick of wat ppl think:
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