I just decided to be writing blogs. Because, why not? Helps people to know me a bit better.

As you can see in the title, I'm an angry crier (is the spelling correct? I'm not that good with english words) Earlier, at school, I cried. My whole class asked if I was ok, and who the made me cry. They treat me like a princess, they're such sweethearts. Even when I hurt them. I barely cry, that's why even the ones who I am not close with asked me who and why I cried. I'm supposed to be toughest girl in class. I've only cried in school for only like, 3 times. The first time was when I was still in pre-school. 

I kept on getting bullied. Because I was an outsider. When the exams came, my bully broke my crayons into half. And those crayons are worth 50% of the exam. ing . So, yeah, cried because of crayons (oh the good old innocent days)

The second time was when I was in my tenth grade. I got my heart broken. Like, seriously. My crush kept on teasing me, he keeps on flirting with me on the first day, then the next day, he would just treat me like garbage. That went on for 3 months, with no pattern. Everything was just random. 

Now, the third time,college, third year, was when my classmates were treating me like garbage, again. They kept throwing their garbage at me. Those ing es, they can't stop. They get scared when I try to hurt them. Do they have any ing brains?! They're just so ing immature. There I was, listening to the long lecture, then they just suddenly throw their chewing gum and rubber band at me?! They know that I could get them suspened with just one step in the principal's office, or better, expelled. They have no ing manners. Sometimes, I like being an angry crier, and sometimes I despise it.

Because one, when you cry, you could see who cares, well not all, some of them could still be plastic es, but you get what I mean. And then, when you cry, you could see people look at you differently now. They look at you like you're so fragile. Then they would want to put their hands on you until you would break. I had my gaurd down, again. I can't cry in school, I just can't. I have a reputation. Just hope the teacher won't make a big deal out of it. 

Being the toughest girl in class also has it's advantage and disadvantage. Your advantage means that the people you don't like would try to stop themselves from getting in trouble, because you know, you're the toughest girl in class. In my situation, I'm not just the toughest girl, I'm the strongest in the class. The disadvantage of being the strongest girl is when the boys try to test your strength. They like suddenly punch you in your arm out of nowhere. That's just bull. What? They can't believe that a girl can be stronger than them? Ofcourse they can, all of us are scared of our mothers right? And your mother's a girl. 

So, why waste time on picking on me when you can spend time picking on people your own size, huh? I have connections to the office department boys. Think before you do it. Want to take my place? Sure, you can take it, but don't ever think that I gave it up. I'll come back.

Shout to my bullies, I'm just going to put their First letters, D.A.K.P.S,and, J.A.H.F. J, be careful, because I can ruin your relationship with your girlfriend. She's my bestfriend after all. When you read this, get you asses ready.

THANK YOU EVERYONE!!! OHEMJI!!! I PROMISE I WON'T WRITE ANY MORE NEGATIVE STUFF!!! I PROMISE!! MAYBE MY NEXT BLOG WOULD BE ABOUT THE JIBOOTY!! BUT WHO KNOWS XD PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK SO I CAN THINK PROPERLY MYSELF!!! THAT WOULD HELP A LOT ACTUALLY!! please ignore my letter to my bullies, i nevermean to harm them, I'm just really mad and I can't put their real names here on the website. I'm still a sweetheart, I would never know if I might need them. So, please don't be all sherlock on them.