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Ranting

Right now, I'm calling _ and I'm not listening much.

Why?

_ may be older, _ may be smarter

But _ is a blind idiot.

_ KEEPS BUYING ME SHIT THAT I DON'T FUCKING NEED! FOR FUCK'S SAKE, SAVE THE MONEY FOR YOURSELF SINCE YOU CARE ABOUT IT SO MUCH! I DON'T NEED YOUR USELESS SHIT I NEVER EVEN USE!

Okay, _ ended the call.

*inhales*... *exhales*...

I can't hate _. I can't.

I can, however, get so fucking annoyed by _ every time _calls and every time we meet. _ buys me all this educational science books and maths books and all that shit and I don't even read them.

IF YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE ME A BIRTHDAY PRESENT, GIVE ME SOMETHING I ACTUALLY WANT. THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT OF A PRESENT. BUYING SOMETHING THE PERSON WANTS TO HAVE.

But does _ know? Nooooo, _ just give me more books and books and books.

Okay, listen.

I am in Maths Extension. I know Maths up to year 8 and I'm only in year 6.

I am in Reading Extension. I can now think deeper than most people can and I have a lot of empathy. A lot of it. I can feel a fictional character's emotion. I can annotate and make connections that the teacher finds impressive.

I have scoliosis. Don't expect me to be able to do so much physical shit.

I already made three books. One in grade two with the help of a friend, one in grade five, the story based on Super Smash Brawl, and one in grade six, which is completely original. The first one was pretty short, but I was in grade two. The second one is way longer, going up to (page number less than 70. I forgot). The third one had 49 pages and I could have definitely written way more.

I am amazing in writing class (while everyone hates it, which makes me want to cry because since Reading Extension made me think deeper, my emotions have soften, too). My poems are magical, my stories are enjoyable and my information texts are full of proper info (unlike that one smartass in my class who thinks he's always right when he's actually wrong. He always blames people for his mistakes. Also, his sense of logic is different to the rest of the grade! Even the teacher! like dude, it makes sense, but how are we supposed to instantly figure out that cables are related to printing out paper with those shitty, confusing answers of yours?! So it makes sense that I hate his guts.)

My creativity flows smoothly in art.

I'm normally the first to finish in I.T.

I'm not adding P.E. in here, I'm pretty bad with my scoliosis.

I pay attention in Science.

I can count down from 20 in Italian ever since we learned how to count up to twenty. The teacher never taught us how to count backwards but I used my brain, _! I'm decent at Italian (at least, from what I've learnt. Not sure about other countries and schools)

I became the best speller in my school since grade 5, and I've gotten full marks for the majority of the spelling tests I do. I can spell onomatopoeia, extra-terrestrial, ergonomics, fricatives, syllables, psychopathy, millennium, etcetera, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, etc.! (Oh my goodness I actually spelt the last word right. There's no red squiggly line.)

Hey, I even teach myself random shit! I know what schizophrenia is, I know how toothpaste protects our teeth, I have this Wattpad account to learn how to type better stories and etc.!

On top of it all, I even won a scholarship!

But _ keeps on giving me all these books. Let me tell you something. During the call _ told me "It's for your own good. It's better to have more knowledge at your age."

Dude! Why do you think I'm going to school?!

And you know what else _ said during the call? To prove _ point, _ asked me some questions and asked, "Science is good for you. It allows you to know how water turns into ice- here, tell me. What temperature does water need to be to evaporate?"

...

I learned this  ever since I was in year 4/5.

100 degrees Celsius, but sometimes it isn't always that.

When does it freeze? 0 degrees Celsius but once again, it isn't always that.

My goodness, can you just lay it off with the education? You're either giving me:

1)Books with info I already know about

2)Books with info I'm currently learning at school

3)Books with info I don't need to know because school exists!

I just want to read the books filled with creativity and morals!

Too bad _ doesn't have any morals, from how _ is acting right now...

_ Must have never paid any attention to creative writing and reading.

I am disappointed.

Listen, education isn't everything. You can't use what you learned just to get a good job and to get enough money to buy shit. No! You use them to support others as well! You have to be generous! To be kind, accepting and caring.

But _ isn't any of those traits.

If _ did have them, then:

-He's so kind, giving me useless fucking shit I never read or do.

-He accepts to sign the notes, the next day, NOPE.

-He really cares about me being smart. he really does.

UGH.

LET ME DO WHAT I WANT.

I HAVE ENOUGH WORK TO DO.

I HAVE PIANO LESSONS, MATHS EXTENSION HOMEWORK, SINGING PRACTISE, NORMAL SCHOOL HOMEWORK, WATTPAD, OTHER GAMES TO BE WITH MY FRIENDS BECAUSE I WANT THEM TO KNOW THAT I'M THERE FOR THEM AND ALL THAT SHIT!

GEEZ.

I WANT TO BANG MY HEAD ON THE WALL SOFTLY.

Doing it hard would wake my family up.

Shh, it's currently night at my place.

Welp, that's all for ranting today. I just really needed to let that all out.

Whoo, expressing all that hate through writing.

Okay, see ya.

I really want to rap and sing right now... 

Final word count (including symbols, numbers and this little bit): 969


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