Stupid little Shitheads.

Fuck I don't want a bunch of fucking sixth graders coming to my school who don't know shit about anything wanting me to teach them how to play an instrument only 40 year old virgins know how to play. I won't go 10 feet near those little twats. I don't care about their future, their interests or THEMSELVES in general! If they fail band when they get hear, well what the fuck do I care? Their problem! Not mine, so you know what? Fuck this whole grade six orientation. I don't give a rats ass about kids or their futures. So yeah, take that home and suck it. Not only that but apparently I'm "unhealthy" and "not taking care of myself". Yeah... so? By this point, I really could care less! Yeah, could CARE LESS! By this point, I want to blow my fucking brains out... it wouldn't matter, cause I didn't use my brains to begin with, so fuck it. I'm tired of this fucking dull dungeon. There's ice, snow and gang shootings. Oh yay, my favorite FUCKING place on this planet! Nah, screw those nice, safe and sanitary places... Edmonton is sooo much friggen' better. And who could forget the nice citizens? Even though I want to slap half of them.

This is bullshit. PURE, VILE, GIANT BULLSHIT.

Silly Boy.

So these boys at my school we're talking about music and one of them mentioned the guitar legend, Jimi Hendrix (seen in picture above) and I mentioned "Oh yeah, he's awesome!" And they commented back saying "You don't know shit about him or music!" and I said "How?" and they said it, ready?
"Because your a girl."

O_O
So this asshole said I don't know anything about music because I'm a girl. He thinks I and all girls listen to Top 40 music and that's it. Nothing more. Well, I'll have you note I know more about music than what I show. I listen to ANYTHING. I'll listen to Green Day, Katy Perry, Tom Petty, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS, Carrie Underwood, Akon, Eminem, Jimi, Bikini Kill, Savage Garden, Gwen Stefani, AC/DC, anything! If I think its a good song, I'll listen to it, even I despise the artist who sings it. And I'll also have you note I've been listening to Hendrix since I was ten. Ok, three years, not alot? I've learned he served in the army (101st Airborn Divison, to be exact), he died in September 1970 and has the name of one of the most legendary guitarist of time.

So next time you say I don't know jack about music, try me.

No Opinions?!

WTF?!

I feel as if you share your opinion and certain group of people disagree with it, you will get punched in the face; literally. C'mon people, we're more civilized! People should be allowed to say whatever they fuckin' feel like, whether its vulgar, uncommon or positive! I've been getting fucking DEATH threats from certain people. DEATH THREATS. From whom, you may ask?

-Scene kids (the worst)

-Green Day haters (yeah, I know! Its crazy!)

and more random people calling me a "poser", because I said something they don't approve of. Well you wanna see real posers? Search up Good Charlotte on Google Images and there you have it!
But in all seriousness, leave it be. You will find people saying stuff you don't approve of, so shut up and move on.

Yeah, lets see how big your balls are if your crushing people for their views, jackass.

Happy New Year Bitch

I'm tired, too much Chinese food.

But happy New Years, 2009 just came up behind us, didn't it? But yeah, hope you guys had a good 2008, hopefully 2009 will be better.










P.S, nothing is really pissing me off lately... Thats a first! 8-O

But... its fun!

I want to be gangster... too bad I'm a 13 year old girl with no street cred whatsoever.

My School Used to Be So Great.

What happened?!
Last year at my school aka, grade seven; it was awesome. Kids rarely got bullied, our principle was strict but extremely good at doing his job, and our teachers were understanding and helped us every step of the way! For grade eights AND nines. Everyone understood the concepts and most of us got high marks.

Now, its grade eight.

All the good and excellent teachers left (Mrs. Wruk, Ms. Gallucci, Mrs. Mann and Mr. O'Brian) and now all we're left with is Mr. M and Mrs. Chapor. Our old principle left and now we're stuck with a man who just doesn't do shit about the bullying (which is rising).
So everyone in BOTH Grade eight classes are failing, Mr. M doesn't explain the math AT ALL and refuses to help us with our questions but denies its his fault we're failing.
Mrs. Chapor spazzes at us, overreacts, never answers our questions clearly and isn't really helping us. Every student is failing her class!
Personally, I am trying my best to get all of this but these teachers... they don't do shit! And rumor is the reason a bunch of teachers left was because they're shutting down the school because there's less and less kids. Less kids=less money=horendous outcome.

If any of those teachers I listed on the top line are reading this, COME back! We NEED you here! These teachers aren't helping us and we miss you loads! Come and save us from this educational depression!

FUCK YOU.

I use it alot here and its starting to lose its meaning, but I mean it.

FUCK YOU.

Here's the story:
My sketchbook is probably one of the most personal things to me. Like a journal, only with pictures. Anyway, our new student teacher, Mr. H is our teacher's scrawny little slave. Whatever Ms. Chapor tells him to do, he'll do it. And while we were in our groups, Mr. H has the nerve to pick up MY personal, dear sketchbook and LOOK THROUGH IT. And then he stops along a page of vent art. Yes it had swears in it, and this was the conversation we had:
Mr.H: "Emily, what is this?"

Me: "One of my pictures, why?"

Mr.H:"This really isn't approporiate for class."

Me: "Well I don't see the problem. Its inside so who's going to see it?"

Mr. H: "I don't think this language is appropriate for a Catholic School."

Me: "Yeah, but its my sketchbook, I paid for it."

Mr. H: "That's not the point. You shouldn't be writing this in school."

And he takes it away from me until he gives it back!
If it was Ms. Chapor that'd be one thing but a STUDENT TEACHER? Your leaving on Dec. 12 anyway! What the fuck do I care if you think its bad? Your gonna be gone soon! Do you really think that taking it away from me will stop me from writing profanity in my pictures? Do you really think its gonna stop me from being my sketchbook to school? You think its gonna make me angel and pure again? Uh, no. In fact the only think it'll teach me is that your a nosey prick who doesn't respect peoples' privacy; that's what it tought me!
And what gives you the right to look through it, secondly? If you asked for my permission, then whatever but without it you have no right to even go near it.

FUCK YOU MR. H, AND STOP GOING THROUGH MY THINGS.