I don't like my classmates. Period.

Apparently i'm the social outcast and nobody gives 2 -beep- about my blog and never attempted to find out anyway. That's fine by me cause you would have probably seen all the discriminating little pockets of informations here and i'd probably be in more trouble since everyone has some dirty laundry.

For my class it's like 10 Olympic sized swimming pools full of dirty laundry. Who hooked up with who, whose family got problems, who is gay/lesbian etc. My god, my class if like the Wisteria Lane of all schools.

I hate my class, the people there, the atmosphere, the looks, the crowd. They are so not my type of people. I like peace and quiet, undisturbed learning enviroment and nice smiling nods along the way. Those morons there apparently lives for the noise they make. Disturbing others is their daily duties and nice sneering looks are all the fad.

How pathetic can my class be?! At least my '05 class is better these bunch of losers. But then again, it could be i'm not crazy and likes to do insane things AKA be sociable. I've always failed in human to human contact. I'm awkard with the way i walked, dressed and speak, i think i'm too self-conscious.

But hey, at least i didn't screw up my result. Much. You should see those suckers' result! It will make mothers everywhere cry, teachers everywhere wail and pricipals everywhere worry like hell.

I guess socially, i'm done for. Acadamically, i will crush them like dumbells dropping on an ant.


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