I'm sorry I cant be perfect.
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OH MY GOD. I swear. I hate my friends right now. For a few reasons.
1. They think it's FUNNY to book me in the middle of the hallway on the way to class, then trip me when I get back up. This is why I have so many random bruises on my legs, and dont wear skirts, IDIOT. And what happens when I tell them to stop? 'Zoe, what the hell are you yelling for? it was a JOKE! jeez, anger management!' I can only handle so much, little miss plastic Barbie.
2. One of them is a total hypocrite slash biatch. She criticizes EVERY SINGLE PERSON that she sees, including me, EVERY SINGLE DAY, just from one look; 'Oh my god, what the hell is up with her hair?' 'Ew, she's so ugly!' 'Um, what's up with your face, today?' SHUT THE HELL UP, GET A BRAIN, GO GROW ABOUT HALF A METRE, AND WASH YOUR HAIR! Jesus. And she isnt the prettiest flower in the garden, either. She's more like the weed in the center. No offense.
3.They are seriously total airheads. They do NO work in class, and dump it all on me while they discuss how 'hott' Joe is. YES, I KNOW THIS PEOPLE. Oh. They also think Nick's a shortass [5'6 is me. and they call ME TALL. Hence, the 'airhead' status], and Kevin's a fag. Um, get proof for the last comment, THEN talk to me about him, okay? Until then, SHUT UP. If you dont like him, DONT FREAKING SAY IT. Jesus christ.
And guess what happens if I talk to ONE person in class? They bitch about it, 'Zoe, do the work, jeez. you arent helping, you know!' THAT sends e over the edge. But I hold it in.
And this is why I explode.
It doesnt help that I have about FIVE MILLION THINGS to do this week, and am totally behind because my life is falling apart.
Friend stress plus school stress equals a total meltdown.
One of my DECENT friends told me I need to stand up to them and not let them boss me around, but honestly, if I did that, I'd get so much crap from them, and I DON'T need more drama. I know she's right, but I just don't know what to do. I almost started crying in the car on the way home from school today when my Mom asked me how my day was. Obviously, I smiled and told her it was fine, and she moved on. Like always.
but, I'm trying to keep my head up. I heard a line today that's kind of helping, so I guess I've just gotta stick it out and stay strong.
You can't have a rainbow without rain.

