SORRY FOR ALWAYS RANTING ABOUT THIS.
So yeah, I talk about Brigi a lot, aren't I?
Well that's because I'm emotionally going insane because of her. Not romantically, please don't get me wrong.
Like, okay. I should blame myself. I must be the one who is jealous, or just an idiot.
Because... I really don't want to argue with her...
I don't dare to do that.
I know I would be the one to blame, because I'm not beautiful, I'm not good at every living subject, I'm not that good at P.E, I'm not that good at drawing/writing/grammar, I'm not that cute. I'm more easy to blame and hate on. I know.
So I just trying to keep my cool at every insulting thing she says.
R.E. class' happenings: We are catholics so we were going to cath. R.E class together. There, I hadn't have any problems.
But then, she cut off everything I said. So, our teacher said that they are celebrating christmas with some food and real christmas trees, and then I said yes, we too, but then she had to tell us how bad we're doing that because their richass family favours fake trees more, ant the reason is, because we shouldn't cut trees because of us want to celebrate christmas.
And also she had to tell us, that her dad's co-workers buy her Santa Claus bag's (y'know with chocolate and sweeties) and then I told them, that when I was younger my dad's boss gave all to thevfamily members big toffifee (it's a chocolate) and then she said: Wheeee, that's disgusting.
And she told us that her whole richass family hated toffifee because how disgusting it was. Well, we don't have money to buy those fucking expensice Kinder chocobones or Idk what that is. The point is, it has 4 littley-pittley chocolates in it, and it's just so fucking overrated like ughhhh.
Sorry, for not being on only child like you! I have FOUR other siblings and we don't care about what kind of chocolate mom buys, we care about she actually BUYS it for us, because we're not fucking richass family childs!
Hell yeah, I don't care about what bigass smart televisions we don't have! I'm happy even if I can wear clothes, have a normal house, and I can live.
Ugh, I even went out of the class with the exuse I have to go out to the toilet, because I went to cry because of frustration.
I guess the problem is, I'm jealous, but people say I'm not the only one who says that... Seriously I don't know...

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