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Okay, now i'm pissed, RANTRANTRANTRANTCAPSRANTRANTTL;DR
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Just today realises me that i am in a school that's filled with retards. Big. F***ing. Retards... IF YOU POST JUST ONE TIME ''LIVEJOURNAL.COM'' I'M GOING TO FREAKING SLIT YOUR THROAT OFF WHEN I FIND YOU. I'M PISSED OFF OF TODAY. I'M PISSED OFF OF THIS SCHOOL. I DON'T WANT TO GET PISSED OFF HERE TO..Know why? But here's the deal. Today. I started on french. Verb test. Yay 100% A+++++++ and stuff. Then i see other people can't even do verbs. They actually can't do a s*** about french class. And it's the most important subject on quebec school boards! I don't know why. But this is not private school i go to. 2nd class: Science. Great. I have to wait for the teacher to come. While at this time. Some other classmate asks if i'm turkish or italian. I say italian but the others go ''turka durka durrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr''. And this girl comes out of nowhere and says << Your origin is retardian >>. I go <<Your face is retardian-->>. She laughs and goes << did you see that retard?>> Then she punches me. Oh now she gets it. Nobody f***s with me. She got what she needed. A good ol' Punch/Kick at that girl. She went home at her mommy after that. The best part is. I didn't get warned. Rest of the class was normal. Lunch: My daily pain goes here. I go take the dinner at the cafeteria. I eat. I chat with others. Then i talk with my friend. I go to the gaming tables. I lea- whoops. I get a HUGE hit from a ping-pong racket. AT THE EYE. THE FREAKING EYE. IT HURT SO MUCH THAT I THOUGHT I WAS GONE BLIND. Lucky for me it wasn't done by purpose. I didn't cry though it hurt pretty badly. Now i have a blue mark under my left eye. ''A CRITICAL HIT'' is the way i felt of my injury. Class no. 3: geography: Yay geography. I had to take some help from my classmate to take my books from the locker. Gentle one. He helped me. ( I had a wet brown paper at my eye and i had to hold it. ). We go back to class. The teacher said i should take it off or else allt he bacteria can be more serious to my injury. I go to the secretary. Get some ice. Holy crap did that hurt. But not only it hurt. The bag containing it had a hole. All the water went down my pants. Then i get humiliated. Total. Embarrasment. I have to tell you. I had to put it in the garbage after. Class no. 4: English: Do i have to talk about this one? All i have to tell is this There. Rant over. The entire students of the school can only say 'Shut up' 'retard' or other bad words. Shame on them. I hope you get my feelings. Because i'm starting to get depressive.
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