on the bathroom floor

I'm probably going to get shot dead for this but I'm just going to dive right in to it. I met with a very annoying and disappointing experience today. Okay, I guess it wasn't really an experience but something I had to bear with. Maybe I'm sounding like a goody-two-shoes now, but I just really want to say it. Blame me for not having the guts to say it right to their faces. I don't exactly love going to school, but at least I have an ounce of pride in the school that I'm going to. An ounce of pride I think they do not have at all. Or maybe an ounce of pride they have thrown away.

First the noise. Go to a rock concert and you shall rock. Go scream your lungs out, whatever. I'm pro-noise in that sense. But when you're on a bus? A bus, where people are peacefully trying to get from point A to point B, and have to be disrupted by the noise pollution you're creating.

Yeah. Okay. I get it. It's funny, you wanna laugh hahaha and you can't help it. But couldn't you at least try try try to keep it down? And guess what, I lied. It's not even funny at all. Since when was mocking your fellow schoolmates, and worse, CLASSmates funny? I may not be best friends with everyone in G3, but I do respect them and love them all the same. I know the person isn't there, but I felt a tinge of hurt when I heard what they were saying. I know not everyone was 'participating', but for those who were...I really don't know what to say.

I'm no saint...I'm quite horrible myself, but the least we can do is try. We can try to dig up some humility from our hearts. We can try to abstain from backstabbing or mocking each other. We can try to love each other, for simply being humans living in the same community as us. Or we can hate, hurt, and spread poison all around. Your choice. It's so easy to hate. It's almost fun to hate. It's just so damn easy. Are you going to try to see the good in people, or are you just going to try to have more 'fun' by ganging up and spreading rumors with so little proof? Ever thought how it might feel for that person? School can truly be a nightmare if you have to face a lonely journey everyday. I should know a little bit about that.

I heard every damn thing today. I wish you would just learn, learn, for God's sake, when to draw the line.

Well. Now that I've said everything I've been meaning to...

Today was quite an unlucky day for my dad. Well, not really that unlucky but OH nevermind I'll just end up droning on what unlucky means...well. On the way to driving me to school, right when he was driving out of our condo, there was a big man wearing a blue shirt [probably a security guard or something but not from my place] trying to cross the road.

My dad was going to turn and he was focused on watching the road to make sure there were no cars before he turned. And when there were none, he quickly turned and there the man was. He was just casually walking by and sticking his hand out at my dad in the "wait let me walk" signal. But he was wearing blue and very hard to notice so my dad went bang into him.

Thankfully though, he was almost there, so he only hit his leg. Well the man wailed or half-screamed [if men do that] in pain and staggered to the other side, put down his stuff and sat there groaning or whatever people do when their legs almost got ran over.

I got so shocked because I thought my dad had seen the man. The half-screaming really scared me quite shitless and I was sitting there, teary-eyed, thinking about all the blood and the pain and the money...

But of course I was just overreating. No blood [I think], no money [I hope], but yes of course there was pain. My dad pulled over and I don't know what they did but thankfully he came back after a while [not as long as I expected, thank goodness]. After getting so shocked from such a little incident, I think I would be scarred for life if I were to actually witness a fatal car crash. I'd probably never drive a car at all. It's really true that the 'it's only going to happen to other people' mentality is going to get us all killed one day.

And when my dad got home today, he told me he couldn't drive me to school tomorrow because he has to send the car for servicing since someone crashed into the bumper. Sigh. Really unlucky.

Well. I think I've decided on what's more important.