Date: 15th July 2010
Mood: Bored
Well unlike old times. A bucket of ice cold water wasn't dumped on me; which is the only good thing that'll happen in the morning while I'm here, but enough with the whole wake up routine. First of all CHEMISTRY IS FREAKING INSANE! Seriously, we learn how to make pyrotechnics in Chemistry, and I think I say this for every transfer student, WHAT THE HELL!
So yeah Chemistry is a damn nightmare, Christ, I don't need to deal with that kind of shit that early in the morning. Well at least I didn't get any hell from the self proclaimed princess of preps and that wannabe life size Barbie whore who must have already slept with half of the football team, if that's true, I wouldn't be to surprised. So yeah lunch time came around and I'm amazed about how much I know about the Staff, pupils and other bits and pieces about this overly sorry excuse for a school, Nurse McRae knows next to nothing about taking care of injured students, Mr Hattrick, the previous Mathematics teacher got fired after he was busted for selling answer sheets and Edna, the dinner lady, the kind of crap she conjures up for lunch is just sickening, hell England's food would taste more satisfying than the kind of liquidised turnips which is more likely to give food poisoning to a poor unexpected soul would dare to eat it. Honestly, undercooked cauliflower, overcooked roast potatoes and blitzed sweetcorn, they call that a meal, I'd rather starve thanks. John was able to join me for lunch today, we had a wee chat; John was a little freaked out by a Russian chick stalking him, I knew straight off the bat he was on about Adriana, she knows a lot of stuff happening but that's only because she's always eavesdropping.
A rumour has being floating around campus about John and I, nothing to do with romance hell no far from it. Some jerks have been saying that John is an inbreed and I'm a Japanese pervert who recently had a sex change. Do I look Japanese? Ok, I like yaoi but I don't go as far to check out the explicit stuff and I'm damn sure I was born in the UK and I was confirmed as a female since that day; so those rumours that have been going around, I call bullshit!
OMG, Mandy, that bitch who took the Hetalia manga out of my possession, before Lola kicked some arse; well I saw her clinging on to the arm of a muscular guy from the football team. Either he's her boyfriend or a fuck buddy, poor guy. I had no idea what was happening but two guys held John still and he was bitchslapped by Mandy, and I just stood there watching him take it; I felt so useless. Suddenly Adriana appeared with half a dozen eggs and I was damn sure that she wasn't planning to challenge Mandy to a "friendly" game of Egg Russian Roulette. Before I was dragged into this whole fiasco, I decided to get the hell out of here but I despise myself for leaving John there. Maybe, just maybe, if I had a shred of courage running through my veins, I would stand up to that bleach blonde whore and get those muscle bound bastards to let go of John. Damn I'm so upset right now, I think I'll go shopping for an alternative uniform, like one of those cute emerald green hoodies I saw just the other day, and a skirt that goes over my knees; I'll pray I won't get beaten up on the way there and on the way back. Yeah, a bit of retail therapy will calm me down.