]:< ANGRY FROWNY FACE!

As you can see by this picture I've drawn, I am VERY angry.
Just ignore the little hearts and such -_-

First, they randomly tell us that the dance has to be traditional. And I recall signing up for HIP HOP like 6 months ago. So I'm like "DAMN." But then, it's okay, we're putting traditional at the beginning, and then going on to the hip hop routine we've been practicing since forever. Then, they decide to tell us we only have 3 mins. WTF. It's like they're just TRYING to cut us out of the whole performance! This is when I lose it, bkos yunnoe wuht? it HAS to be traditional, so there's like no way we can cut that out. meaning, we have just cut out the hip hop part. the part that we've been working on for so hard, and I was looking forward to performing. Omg. I'm so ticked and bummed out. Wtf? Why couldn't we know about it sooner. Seems like we just wasted those months. It's another one of those times when I look forward to something, and it goes horribly wrong.. I'm tired of this thing happening, why does it keep happening?

I don't even want to do the traditional, it's supposed to be fun and make memories, but c'mon? The only fun I had was working with the HIP HOP PPL, with OUR routine. I mean, I feel so left out with the other ones. I try, but it doens't work quite well. Damnit. ITS THE FUCKING LAST RALLY. DUMBASSES. Why the fkc would yu make the last rally of the schoolyear limited to fkcing tradtional dances? Wuht. the. fuck. it's fkcing stupid ass sht. No wonder no one at the school is motivated to doing stuff. Quite frankly, I'm blaming racism. She wasn't ever really nice to me, and it doens't really seem like she's nice to my teacher either. Racism. Every freaking time we watch their porformances, it's WAY more than 3 fkcing mins. Stupid ass. sht. I'm so fkcing pissed.


So fucking tired of bullsht from this fucking school. Wuht the fuck????? I feel like transferring. It's just bullsht here that I don't want to deal with anymore. I'm trying to keep calm and all. Not working, as yu can see. And my teacher feels sympathy and blah blah but she doesn't really understand wuht WE were going through. Yu can never understand it unless yu and going through it. NOW. AT THAT TIME. Yu can try to recall how yu felt, it won't be the same. The only way to understand 100% is to go through it at the same time. Fuck. I feel like blowing off money shopping again.




I'm still scared of the red eye-d peeker ghost. ]: btw.