I have screwed up my life so much right now that I have decided to write everything down and pray that someone can help me fix it. So those who are still reading this, and manage to get through my story, I beg you to help me. You can leave all the “your life sucks” or “you’re an idiot” comments you want, as long as you help me. Any ways, I have decided to leave all the real names of people in here. Because, honestly, what are the chances that you know them? I’ll stop talking/writing, and begin the story now.
It all started two days ago in Earth Science. That day we had a substitute, so, naturally, my class was acting up. I currently have an idiot, who goes by the name of Eric, who sits beside me. Now, I have nothing against football players, but all the JV football players in my science class are loud, arrogant, pompous, egotistical jerks. Eric happens to one of them. Now there is this one kid in class who is called Solomon (it’s his last name) who is not as bright as the rest of us. And that day Eric was calling Solomon stupid. This is showing how stupid Eric really is, seeing as that we were in HONORS Earth Science. When I voiced my opinion out loud, Eric asked me if I had a crush on Solomon.
Now, nothing against Solomon, but he’s not my type. Of course Eric being the loud idiot he is says it so that the whole class hears. When I couldn’t get Eric and the others to believe be I did the only thing I could think of: I kind of told the truth. Kind of. I told them that I already had a crush on someone else. That was the truth. But I also said (now this is where my big fat mouth takes over) that the person I had a crush on was a sophomore. That is the lie. The person that I had a crush on was in the room, so I didn’t want to let him no that. So anyways, the lie works. They all start naming sophomores I don’t know. Except for one. Landon. Even now, I’m not sure how Elliot, the guy who suggested Landon, knew him, but that doesn’t matter. What does matter is that Elliot gave my sub-concision an idea. I didn’t realize it at the time, but it did.
I just now realized that I should describe Landon for you. It might some how give you idea to what I was thinking at the time. Landon is, I’m guessing, around 15 or 16, being a sophomore and all. He and I only have one class together: Marching Band. (If I explain why it’s a class, this story will be even longer that it already is.) Landon is the trumpet section leader, not much of an accomplishment, seeing as the section is made of freshmen and sophomores. I guess he is kind of cute. And I did have a crush on him, once upon a time (having a trumpet blowing loudly a half a dozen times in my ear ruined that fantasy… Don’t ask…) Back to the story.
I thought that when science ended that I would get a break from 100 questions. Sadly, I was wrong. My friend Nicole and my friend/enemy (every once and a while for the friend thing) Shannon decides to walk with me to our next class: Marching Band. Naturally along the way they decide to continue the 100 questions thing. Through many no’s and one yep (“Are you going to say no to everything?”) we finally get to the band room. Thankfully, they stop asking me questions. But at the end of band we have lunch.
Normally I like to have lunch with my friends who are not in band. But that day they decided to go inside the cafeteria because it was too cold. (Personally I have no idea what they were talking about. 69F is not that cold.) Honestly time, I don’t like cafeterias; they are too loud for me. So I just staid outside. Of course I got lonely, so I made the mistake of sitting with some of my fellow band members. A very big mistake. Out of the three people who I was sitting next to, two of them were *drum roll* Shannon and Nicole. I so *love* my luck. They start continuing 100 questions, which by the time was reaching 200 questions. The third person, Christy, joins in almost in no time at all. Just my luck when she says Landon; I start laughing. They being ever so smart think it is Landon. Truth is that I was laughing because they didn’t know how few months they were off. I didn’t help when I make them swear secrecy. I don’t like him anymore, but I still don’t want the rumor to go around that I like him.
This is where I really start to hate my life. Yesterday, during lunch I sat with some more of my fellow band members (stupid friends bailed out on me again!). I saw Shannon (the stupid, little liar) tell someone (who’s name I may or may not have purposely forgotten) something. She, the other person, then pulls Landon over to tell him something. I could have sworn that he looked at me when she said some thing.
So am I over reacting? Either way can you wonderful, fabulous, people who managed to get through these two pages, help me? I’m pretty desperate for advice right now.
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Me and my messed up life.
I think the title pretty much says it all. I just have this on here so people can help me with my life.
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