I guess I'll just tell my little story, then.
(Also some little things to bitch about.)
So. We have this little clique full of "popular chaps". You know, the jocks, the rich kids, the users, etc. Basically, full of douchebags in their larvae stages.
What's sad is that I used to be friends with one of them.
You see, the person (who I will name Jan), used to be fat, a loser, and one of the remainders that didn't belong in anywhere.
Me and my mates took him in, and you know...he was okay. A wee bit disgusting, but hey, we all are.
It was in the third year that he started changing. Getting thinner, "becoming a newer person". Metamorphosing from larval douchebag to douchebag.
Then he started hanging out with aforementioned popular clique, and he got some whole new vices. Like drinking.
He couldn't control himself. As like everyone else.
During one party, he went crazy in front of his friend's parents.
I don't know if that's what really happened, but it's one of my friends talking, and, well, it's pretty hard not to believe it.
He became lazier, and more willing to hang out with his new friends.
As if we weren't important to him.
Boy, I'm the one working your Science grade here (me and another friend are group mates with Jan) and you don't have half the decency or initiative to help us out?
In return, I'm going to use a coin to determine his grades.
Heads, he gets lowest grade.
Tails, he gets second lowest grade.
Recently, he got caught drinking outside school. By the vice-principal, no less.
It's just amazing how those people just fall, no?
I'm just waiting for it.
Other less important things to bitch about:
- I'm going to come clean to me mother about what happened to my hard drive. She's going to go ballistic, but at least it's off my chest.
I'm going to use this computer like it's my last hour on Earth.
- I volunteered for prom.