#vice principle

both of these ludicrous gags where the VP is able to successfully fool everyone with hilariously pathetic attempts at fakery

Me: *whispers* why don't you just track us like dogs? It'll save you a lot more time if you just stick GPS chips in our heads.  

Vice Principle: and if you don't do it, I'll have to come after you and get you to sign it

Me thinking to myself: This is bullshit. I'm not an animal and I sure as hell won't be tracked like one. *walks away* can't find me if you can't catch me. 

Hey peoples:)

So last friday my school got shut down because of a security threat ( bomb threat/shooting threat).This morning our principle was talking about how our school needs to stop bullying etc. WHICH I TOTALLY AGREE WITH! But she doesn't know what shes talking about or how to help. Or school is the worst in the county coming only second the Aptos. Amd nobody seems to notice or care. In fact, today this girl in class was like, "Uggh Nobody gets bullied here, their just overreacting, they know its all in fun" ?!?!?!?!? No! Do you know how many people i have help when then come crying to me about bullying? How many times I spent my lunch in the bathroom sobbing my eyes out because I felt worthless?! Bullying is no joke. So in my history class today we were talking about bullying and i was talking about how its not just student who do the bullying here. I was talking about how there are also a lot of teachers who do the bullying and that its a big problem.

I also talked about how when many student do get up the courage to talk to a teacher or staff member that we are dismissed  With people telling us that we are fine, your exaggerating  its just a phase, there just joking with you, your just looking for attention. 

THIS IS WHY MANY KIDS DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE TALKING TO ADULTS.

My school has this P.A.T. club/team/government thing. Its called the peer advocacy team. No to shit on their parade, but it sucks. The team is full of the popular kids, the kids who are nice, and well known. These are the same kids who are doing the bullying! The same kids who are calling people names, getting kids drunk, pressuring others. And you want me to go talk to them?! You want me to go talk to my bully about being bullied?! And while its not all preps, the rest are the honor students  Those who were raised with good parents and have a nice loving family. How am i supposed to talk about how I feel like i'm useless and stupid because i'm failing a class when they could never comprehend not turning in a homework assignment, let alone failing a class (GASP! What would the colleges think!). 

So anyways, as I listened to morning announcements a plan formed in my head. I write poetry (I've posted some on here) and while none of it is about me, I have good empathetic skills, i tend to adopt to emotions of those around me. Hence to really depressing stuff I write. But anyways, I had one written that would fit perfectly with this! Oblivious! It's about how teachers dont know anything about their students. So I typed it up, didnt sign my name and posted it around campus.

6th period I get called to the office to talked to our personal social services counselor (He's really nice:) I see him everyday, he was surprised it was me haha) He said hello  surprised it was me that he had called in, only knowing a name. He asked about the poem and i laughed and told him it wasn't about me and that he didn't have to worry. Then I talked about WHY i wrote it and posted it. I talked about bullying and how  our school wasn't doing anything about it. He told me it was beautifully written and very powerful. He then sent me off to the V.P's office

Now before this, I was pretty sure that he hated me, but now idk. He talked to me about how it was a very moving piece and how he wanted to make sure i was ok, and that he hopes i will form a club to work on ORGANIZED and PLANNED events haha.Then a bunch of subtle subtext about how I shouldn't just do this but that i should have a plan and talk to him about it haha.

So yea:) That was my day.  I'll post the poem after  I post this. Anyways, i 'm gonna try to start a "Write a confession" or a "If you really knew me..."campaign at my school:) I'll keep you updated haha

Till next time,

My mother nearly ran over my school's vice principal - twice actually - and I encouraged her . . . 

I once accidentally punched my mother in the face . . . 

And I threw a spoon at my older brother  . . . Who wouldn't?

Because of all them reasons, a Wattpad friend of mine found me awesome! He's great because of that now.

Shall I explain the first reason? Well, once upon a time - meaning last week - my dear mother was collecting me in her car from school with Alana who sat in the back seat.

Oddly enough, (and I say oddly because there isn't many in my school) there was lots of cars and buses around the place so it was very difficult for my dear Mammy to reverse and stuff. After I got in the car, she started the car and reversed but my dear younger sister just had to scream.

"AH! DON'T KILL THE POOR MAN!"

The 'poor man' was the vice principal, I realized, when I took a glance. Then I thought, Hey wouldn't it be funny if we actually did run him over, um, in a nice way.

Odd cruel thoughts, I know but it happened after a tiring day of school, OK?

"That's not a poor man, that's the feckin' vice principal!" I yelled, luckily being in the car he didn't hear me yell that. "Reverse! REVERSE!"

But my mum didn't do that, she safely braked and the vice principal was left unscathed . . . Not that that bothers me, I mean of course I'm glad that a human life wasn't lost . . .  and stuff . . . 

Anyway, that is how I'm probably awesome.

According to my dear Wattpad friend . . .