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Wednesday, February 27, 2008
It's 9:04 AM and I'm back from school.
What, so early you say? Let me explain.
I'm a 12th grader, Senior in high school. I'm actually class of 2007
and long suppose to have graduated. Not the point. Since 9th grade
I've worn Hot Topic TRIPP pants... the kinds with the chains and such.
I've never gotten in trouble for it, really. A few warnings. Then, last
year, the vice principal confiscated all my chains, even my choker.
BUT he did tell me if the chains on my pants can not be removed,
they were fine.
Today. the assist. principal got onto me this morning and
sent the principal after me.
I TRIED to tell her these are the only kind of pants I own. This bitch
tells me, "Go buy a new wardrobe; I hear jeans are nice." - mind you
my family has been in a money troubles since my dad died.
I had to call and check out. My mom was pissed... at the school.
My mom chewed them out. She let them and me know they
didn't have to worry about it any more - she's pulling me out of school.
I'm not graduating, anyway, I just wanted to finish up the year, with my friends. I've never
caused trouble.
The principal came into my Art class, told me to go to the assist. principal's,
I followed him. What a fuggin' jack-off. As we walked, he tried to play nice
guy, singing and humming "Isn't she beautiful". Pointed to the memory
badge on my arm and asked, "Like the Marines?"
I answered, "My dad was one."
He repeated, "Was?" Yes, WAS. Is that surprising? The fucking badge
says IN MEMORY OF, jackass. Yes, WAS. He WAS a Marine for 30
years, retired a sergent and now he's dead. Everything about him, if English
taught me anything, would be WAS.
I was sitting in the office, so mad I was crying. I was sitting across from
a girl that was so mad she was crying, too. She was one of those
students that gets in trouble a lot for an "attitude", but I felt for her.
The teacher who brought her up was just making her out to be worse than she was. We were a pathetic scene, both visibley mad and sniffling back tears, lol.
I had to go back to Art to get my bag. I walked in with a fake smile, skipped in, snatched it and said, "I'm leaving~!"
"Leaving?"
"Yep, this school's full of crap and they don't like my pants, so, I'm leaving~!"
Anyway, yeah... Lovely, ain't it? I barely get through 1st block and I'm already
being pulled from school completely. Mom said she's gonna talk to my couneslor
to see what I need to do to get out, because she's sick of their shit. I kinda hate
it, as much as I beg for it, because I want to be with my friends. My friends are
everything to me and the only reason I've put up with that school's shit this long.
Gee, I can't imagine why are school's drop-out rate is so high.
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