|Life of A Eleven Year Old
Author: Quhethechao PM
This is a journal of someone who hates people, who is eleven year old.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,576 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 02-22-13 - Published: 02-04-13 - id: 3098435
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Sunday January 6th, 2013
Dear internet (people that I actually like),
Okay, so I this is going to be a journal like thing. I got inspired from the book 'Struck By Lightning: The Carson Phillips Journal'. So, just like the character Carson, I feel like I'm living with heartless shitheads. No, okay. I am eleven years old and fucking sick that everyone in my generation are annoying. Also, teens too. Me, I prefer being classy, or somewhat intelligent. I prefer not to say words like, "swag" or using the acronym, "YOLO." When I hear people say those words, I want to fucking hit my head against the wall.
Songs I like are more of sad songs and songs that have meanings, not songs like "Gangnam Style" by Psy. Maybe I might be stupid for posting this since nobody probably gives a shit but who the hell cares?
I have a 3.6 GPA. Been on honor roll ever since fourth grade, which is when they start doing it, except for when I got a C in science because I wasn't getting sleep. Being smart and not being like those annoying hipsters and tools, I am an outcast. Along with the fact that I am as weird as a children's book in a porn section. Am I bitter about it? Hell to the no! I don't give a fucking shit. Although I don't read much, I, at least can. Okay, that was half a joke. They can read, just not very fast. Do I have friends? Yes, about five and a half.
I live in Phoenix, Arizona. Do I like it here? Meh. It's okay but the heat here is fucking insane. Have I always been this rude? No, I am nice to people unless they are rude to me. Plus, I could barely utter a word to anyone in fourth grade and some of fifth grade. I was shy. What are my hobbies? I enjoy drawing, singing, dancing, and writing. I suck at them all. What am I mixed with? I am Peruvian, Mexican, and American. I also, hate it when I tell people that and they say, 'Speak Peruvian/Mexican!' Dumbasses. What shows do I enjoy? I enjoy 'The Big Bang Theory' and, as weird it is for someone like me to like this, Glee. Actually, I am obsessed with it. Do I like animals? Of course. I am devoted to becoming a veterinarian and own three dogs. One Cocker Spaniel/Chihuahua, and two Maltese/Chihuahuas. My first dog was a Pit bull/Dalmatian named Cookie. Sadly, she was put down on September 2nd, 2012. She got cancer.
My friends, Deya, Lyttia, Caley, Ari, Tiana, and I believe this guy I know who shall not be named. I met Deya because my uncle owned her house and she went on my bus stop. Caley because we both liked anime and Sonic The Hedgehog. Lyttia and Tiana through Caley. Ari because we both went on the same bus. I have two sisters and one brother.
Tomorrow, school starts. Am I happy? Yes, actually. I like school, it keeps me busy. Plus, I can see and talk to my crush. This week is going to be great! School tomorrow, People's Choice Awards on Wednesday (CHRIS BETTER WIN), re-run of season three, episode eleven, "Michael" of Glee, and then, on Friday, I get to see Struck By Lightning in theaters! I have already seen the film on VOD but still!
Oh my, I have not been introduced yet! I am Kristy! Nice to meet you! I am a student at Cactus View. Recently, I have grown stronger hatred to the tools in my class because of this.
I was in the line to go on the bus for a field trip to my sister's middle school. Some speaker was there talking about the arts. I was in line and the were talking about something to me and then they said, "You were all, 'I have five dogs.'"
I replied, "I said I had four dogs," sadness in my voice, tears growing in my eyes.
"Because you killed them?" Said a fucking stupid joke from a different tool, which was followed by a death glare from me.
"No, I have three dogs now," I replied quickly, angrily.
"What happened?" Was what he said.
I was pissed. Why did they want to know? "She got cancer and died!" I bit out, and angrily half shouted.
They burst out in laughter. I was shocked and even more pissed off. So I quickly said, "You're laughing?!"
The tools Bruno and Marco, replied, "Yeah!" Then they told the girls in front of them what I said and started laughing hysterically as well. They were laughing at cancer. Fuck them, fuck them all.
"Nice to know you guys think that a disease that kills thousands of people a day, is amusing." I tried my best to keep the stutter out and not let my voice crack around them. To not let my tears fall down right then and there. I could handle when they were bullying me, so why not this? No, I know why. Cookie helped me when they were bullying me, she was there and loved me. Her being gone is a sore subject. It makes my heart hurt, tears fall, and makes me wonder, 'Why could I have gotten cancer instead of her?'
The world is a cruel place.
Since it was my sister's birthday we went for pizza.
So, I got pizza with the cheese coming off of it instead of Taiyou-Con and Struck By Lightning theatrical showing...