Here's some things I need to get off my chest:

How can you say in the same paragraph (in probably the same breath) that you love all forms of art but you hate books? Uhm...I was under the impression all art definitely included writing. Not to mention, how can you purport you love to write but you hate to read? How incredibly pretentious of you. How can you expect the world to read what you wrote if you don't want to read what it has written? Anyone who cannot appreciate a story is a sad individual.

On a similar note but concerning a different person, how can you "be so dumb you almost failed English." HUH? Okay, I can understand failing English because you don't try. You will fail any class if you don't expel a decent amount of effort, but how can you say you almost failed English because you're dumb? YOU SPEAK ENGLISH! You ought to at least be able to manage a "C." But I suppose spending a great portion of your schooling composing well-thought out and timely executed text messages to the love of your life hardly constitutes as practicing.

Which brings me to a new point, LEARN WHAT WORDS MEAN BEFORE YOU USE THEM. I have these awesome friends who say that I only use "big" words to sound smart, but if you ask me the definition to any word I use I can say it. Believe it or not, I don't have the insatiable urge to prove to everyone I'm smart. The simple reason for this being I could care less whether these friends (who coincidentally dress well so people think they are pretty, which is along the same lines) find me intelligent. They don't determine whether or not I get into college or whether or not I succeed. If they think I'm only using big words then FINE. I find them delightfully (to me, anyways) unskilled at any task save the ones that could be executed by a poorly trained chimp.

Everyone wants to be a goddamn artist but no one has no idea what art is. It's like splitting your soul. It's messy business and it can't be done lightly. Everyone thinks they are so un-trendy and individual. Fuck that. BY being different you're conforming as much as everyone else, just in a different way. Anyone who is truly different is ostracized as "weird." So FUCK YOU.

I'm so fed up with everyone today. For once, I want to meet someone like me. I guess it goes with what we were saying in AP English today. I want to be the catcher in the rye, but I guess I need someone to catch me first. I'm the one stumbling. Fuck me, not you.

Try being shunted from all your friends because no one wants to talk about literature. Try losing all faith in your writing hero because you learn she has more love for designer clothes than words. I need a walk. Goddamn goddamn goddamn goddamn goddamn goddamn.

Anyone going to try to stop my blasphemy?



That’s what I thought.