Oh, Roxannee ♥.
on the face of it,

i'm kooky.


like a coffin nail ;



i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped. arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me.

2:44 PM, Just Sayin'
Tuesday, July 20, 2010

That day a teacher said something in passing about herself that kinda
made me reflect on myself. She said, "I have a lot of pent up frustrations."
Or something like that. Everyone laughed, and i smiled.
But at the back of my head, i was snapping my fingers in triumph
and saying, "That's it!".
She hit the nail right on the head.

Just like her (or not), I think I have a lot of repressed emotions and frustrations.
I've bottled it all in mostly for a few months.
Just trying to be as nice and tolerant as i can, even when i've been
treated a little worst than shit.
It's tiring, trust me.
And i think it's about time, it has come almost to the point where it is okay for me to say that i am sick, and very tired of being nice.
To people who clearly don't deserve it, of course.

Yeah well so this just goes to show that when teachers remark things in passing
or use dark sarcasm in class, scores of pupils laugh but there's always one or two pupils discreetly taking those remarks on a personal level.
Could be in a good or bad way. This was in a good way, obviously.

Moral of the story?
Teachers and students, we're not all that different you know.
It could be that teachers are adults (yeah, mostly), but that doesn't make them superior.
The bottom line is; we're all humans, and we all go through the same kind of shit.
So it's only right and fair that we are all treated fairly.
Yeah, well I'm just sayin' k.

~shall i abide in this dull world, which in her absence is no better than a sty?