Bruh...
My school has mandated the use of the stupid school laptops, said laptops barely work most of the time and have the battery life of a mayfly.
I can't even use my (STRICTLY SUPERIOR) personal computer at school anymore because THEY TOOK AWAY THE STUDENT WIFI.
Not only that, my school is blocking so many websites, they just blocked Wattpad and I can't write during school anymore!
They also blocked websites that are useful for school, and prevent us from signing in on a lot more useful websites.
Good god, I can't wait for the idiotic members of our school board to die off...
Figured I should update the forums, I am no longer dating Long John Spaghetti, I won't @ him.
There were a lot of reasons for this, mostly that my feelings had changed, and I wanted to go back to being friends.
I personally feel it is for the best, since I want him to be in a relationship where the feelings are mutual and he can get the love he deserves.
My most viewed Wattpad story (Color Flow, which is now hidden) is one of the most god-awful thing's I've had the displeasure of reading.
What was I thinking when I posted that?
Why did I think it was suitable for anything but the trash can?!
So anyway, I'm attempting to rewrite it in a way that isn't cringe and stupid. Emphasis on attempting, some (most) of the story is just such an extreme dumpster fire that I'll have to completely change the story to make it even remotely tolerable.
Edit: I seem to have received an unintended reaction. This post is more of a thing about how my writing has changed, and that I'm trying to revisit older works
I constantly feel scared that every day could be my last.
I literally have mental notes of potential hiding places in every class.
And since my country isn't getting any better my death would be forgotten, I'd be another victim of needless tragedy.
I don't want to be here. I shouldn't have to be afraid every day.
Aren't these supposed to be the 'Best years of my life'?
I'm growing up in a world where my generation has to pick up the shattered pieces of the Earth.
We're told that 'Your generation has it easy'
We sure do have it easy, all we have to do is fix the entire planet
I'm only a teenager and I constantly have to think about my own mortality
What a wonderful world we live in...
My immediate reaction when the butterfly showed up in the postgame was to start yelling and cursing it out, I was telling it to go away and calling it many obscenities
Got my Covid Booster shot on Friday, was in so much pain in the evening that I was crying, and slept for 23 hours on Saturday.
Feeling better now, my arm still hurts