I had swimming class and this one girl that is part of the popular group started laughing at me because of what I was wearing. But I really didn't care what I was wearing, I was just tired of people talking shit to me.

So I just left that class and went into the girls' locker room to change my clothes. And at that moment I was thinking to myself, "but really though, she shouldn't have to tell me because I already knew what was going to happen."

*Bell Rang*

So my next class was algebra. Ugh, I forgot to tell you that I hate algebra...like nobody cares about fucking algebra! Oh wait, the nerds do. However, I just did what they wanted me to do so I did and it was horrible to me.

When they let me go back to my seat, I just started to sketch some drawings in my notebook, but these drawings were very specific and some was deep.