Yearbook
Yeah, finally I got this “yearbook” of my last school year.
I just have to say, this is the worst yearbook I’ve ever seen!
The whole book is full of mistakes, many things couldn’t get finished and let’s not talk about the layout.
You know, I wanted to join the yearbook group but they were talking like they could make it alone, were better or what else.
In the end I didn’t join. I shouldn’t mention that I once should join the school magazine when I was young but oh well, this year those people thought they could do it better than me.
Let’s just say, I don’t make that many mistakes in English as they were making in German.
What makes me mad about it? People shouldn’t talk bad about another persons writings if they can’t do it any better.
I write stories for almost 20 years and I improved a lot, when I put time into it they are really pretty good, if I may say that. And I know that I could have made that damn yearbook a lot better.
Now again, what makes me mad? People who doesn’t want to accept the help of another person because they think they are better! THERE YOU ARE!
It makes me mad that I always have to listen to other people stupid talking, it makes me mad that I had to listen to THEIR stupid talking, talking about MY writings, talking as if I was BAD.
There is more to it, they even coupled me with one of the weirdest guys in class Oo FUCK! What do they think they are? I am a tolerant person, but that was kind of a big virtual insult! Just because I am not such a fucking slut who is talking about sex almost all the time, just because I hate saucy jokes, because I don’t tell them everything about me.
I am proud to be me and I am proud that I am as I am. These days it is sometimes fucking difficult to stay yourself but I can be proud and say “THAT IS ME!”.
And now, I paid so much for a thing which could be just thrown away.
Hopefully some of them will read this and then, next time when someone wants to help ACCEPT IT!
Oh, one more thing, same people or well at least of one person I know that he thought I wasn’t the best in English… Being the best in grades doesn’t mean anything. I have never studied for English, I accepted the B and yes, I could have an A if there wasn’t that personal stupid accident – I won’t tell anyone about it as it shouldn’t be the business of anyone but me – but if there hadn’t been this accident I would have that A. But hell, I don’t care about that, but people should stop behaving like little stupid bitches. I won’t tell any names and don’t ask me for them. I guess most people know who I mean and believe me, I could go on forever as there are too many stupid assh*les out there!
Just by reading you should recognize who was best in the course… ha ha ha … I should consider that they don’t understand a damn thing of this as their English is not as good as they think it is!
