Time to start back school once again….. Oh, hoorrraahh…. All the pathetic fake cheers I could just put on here to make me seem more dreadful and sarcastic but yes, it’s that terrible. Once I walk into the doors of that horrible place, I’ll have no way out till 3:45 pm. That doesn’t even include the time my driver comes and picks me up! And the worst part is…. he’s always LATE. It’s not that I hate learning, it’s just that I can’t tolerate the people within the institute. I know some of you people from the institute come by here once in a while but I might not be referring to you, I’m talking about the “others”….. who make life a terrible walk in hell.
Here I’ll give you a list of the people I most utterly despise. I’m not going to give any names of course but here, I’ll give a description of each.
Hellsmaker #1
He’s a complete jerk, a fool, and a disgusting playboy. I give him the name “shoe box” because his head’s shaped that way and he loves shoes anyway so it all makes sense. He’s also rude and incompetent, he doesn’t have a heart for anything but his girlfriend who acts much more manly than him and is 2 years older than him. This is all a part of high school, I can accept that but the thing I can’t accept is that I have to be in the same room as this creature almost every single weekday! I have even more to say about this shoebox but I won’t bother with the rest of those terms because it’s a waste of time and my mind can’t bare any more memories of his jerkness. He used to sit at my back due to poor positioning of my homeroom teacher although she’s lovely and it was only this one time that she had our chair’s mixed up this terribly.
His feet would go tap dancing at my chair and it was driving me insane. It was so bothersome to the point I had to consult my homeroom teacher on it. She didn’t really do much about it but she did talk to the shoebox. Nothing happened. Same tapping and this time, even more annoying. Not to mention, the shoe box’s voice was a mile-away-heard type of voice. Very boisterous and irritating so he would constantly talk to his far off friends who were WAY placed at the back and it would just break my focus from every single discussion due to HIS terribly LOUD LOUD voice. If I could just get a rocket launcher from NASA and shove it up his throat.
He’s not my seat mate anymore which I’m very grateful to God for but his VOICE, it still reaches the whole seven seas and back! And another thing this guy does is constantly mess up my seat “accidentally” every time he passes by my seat. He sits a few rows back of my seat now which is still quite terrible. He’d let my water jug topple over ACCIDENTALLY and he wouldn’t even bother picking it up. Instead, he’d tell me to pick it up!(you see what a jerk he is now?) Now, if I could only get a rocket ship to launch over his head. I’m not being melodramatic about the situation or anything like that but I he’s DONE way worse than just these things that I’ve mentioned. In fact, he’s done a hell of a lot worse to me! Stole my iTouch in grade 6, for example…..but I don’t want to get into detail with that. I’m a very forgiving person but sometimes, when people come to my pinnacle of irritation, I forget to forgive…. and when they start abusing my kindness to not explode on them…. I will find a way to make their life, in return, HELL. But before you get any idea of me going to their house and setting it on fire type of thing– it’s actually very far from that, it’s just telling on them to my teacher 
Ha! It’s that simple. Once the teacher hears bad things from them, their conduct’s sliver down to what they deserve and maybe one day, if their conduct’s that horrible, they’ll be forced to move to another school which I’m hoping very much for this shoe box.
You shoe loving scumbag.
Hellsmaker #2
My Chinese teacher. She gives out the longest paragraphs to memorize and expects us to all finish in less than 2 days. Last time I heard, it was a Chinese class where in you had to teach US Chinese and not make us learn by ourselves. I’m not really sure why my school even hired her to teach because she apparently, can’t even speak proper English. So how do we English-speaking students have any whereabouts to learn about any Chinese? Basically, we just memorize and we don’t learn anything. Boy, do I like learning.
.....THINGS you don't even understand
Hellsmaker #3
My English teacher. Short and stout. The mini-me of Boy Abunda. And have I mentioned… he doesn’t teach well either?! This time, it’s English class and he speaks English except he doesn’t really teach with any sense. It’s English class but we’re learning about Japanese history and some dude that wants to be immortal. If my school was a school that let just one teacher teach ALL the subjects then he’d definitely be an exception but knowing that he isn’t even of the circumstances, a teacher of anything but English then why on earth is he teaching about history?! I bet this time around of the New Year’s he’ll be teaching us NASA.
You don't say?
Not that I like starting my first week of the year’s this way, there’s just too much hell in school….. But I’m trying to keep sane since I’ve only got 2 more years till the hell will be over. So at least by the the time I’m done with school, I’ll be saying hello to College and I’ll be proud of myself for living through high school 
Have a good year, everybody! Although… I won’t really be…. for now. But soon……
