There's nothing I hate more than goddamn phonies. They're always going around breaking off engagements, ruining your day, and acting like a bunch of morons. The worst thing is, is that phonies don't even know they're phonies and if you'd try to tell 'em they'd just brush you off like a speck of dust or something. I mean, who gave them the right to say if they're phonies or not, the bastards.
They're in school all the time. It's really lousy because I have to be there with them practically everyday I'm not sick. Which is another thing I don't like. My mom's telling me I'm not sick enough to stay home. That's got of be one of the phoniest things. I know it's only because she wants time away from her kids, but the worst part is I'm not even a bad kid, I'm really not.
Anyway, the phonies are always in school. There's probably no where else for them to go otherwise they'd be at the zoo or something. Sometimes they walk really slow in the hall or sometimes they don't even walk at all. They just stand there talking about nothing and blocking up the entire hallway. The sonsofbitches act like you're not even there half the time. What really gets me is the kind that sing in the halls. I don't know why they do it. No one likes people that sing, it's just a fact. I don't understand why no one runs up to the bastard singing and yells at them for being bad. I guess no one has the courage or anything.
Then finally, you get into class and have to sit down with a bunch of them. Phonies are always doing their nails or trying to copy homework off of you just before the bell rings. Then ol' Joba comes in front of the class trying to get their attention. While she's trying to get their attention all they keep doing is trying to copy you're homework or file their "last" nail. I mean ol' Joba probably doesn't have anything interesting to say, but you should still give your teacher respect, even if they are a moron for chrissake. I really hate it though when a teacher just stands there and expects everyone to be quiet right away. They won't even move until some bastard yells "shh," at the top of their lungs.
I had this teacher once I forget his name, but he'd always be doing that. Almost every time I can remember he'd get up in front of the class and stay as still as a statue, I swear. Not one goddamn person would stop talking, but the he'd eventually move though, which is pretty phony if you ask me. I mean the guy is trying to make a point by not moving and then he moves. People are always doing that. They're always setting their mind to something and then giving up for no reason.
When the final bell rings that's the worst. All of the morons are putting on brand new spoiled ridden coats. They all talk about their plans for the weekends, but they never invite any of the shy kids, which is a real shame because most of those kids are phonies just like themselves. God forbid I ever have to go to one of those parties. I'd probably drink ten gallons of paint before I'd go to one.
By the end of each day, I hope that I don't have to deal with a single phony person until the next morning.