My Blog: Cultural Bloggings To Benefit Boredom

As the title says, I really despise myself at times.

Now this is going to sound like another stereotypical teen moan about life thing, and I'm sorry. But I have a group of 'friends', who are the most immature people I've met, and seem to have nothing better to do than insult me.

Basically, they knock on my door at quarter to nine, they seem to find ways of me supporting Tottenham as an insult, and then insult me more. Woo, good way to start the day.

So I tell myself through the day that I'll do something else. That I won't hang out with them. That I will talk to someone else. But I can't, because even though I like being alone, I prefer to be alone in the privacy of my own home, and not act like a loner with other people that I could hang out with.

But at break they seem to insult me, and make stupid comments:

Me: The thing about Spurs, they're not very good at ending a match...
One of them: Neither does your face.

And it goes on and on like that. Then I had Drama today, basically we were told to put on a circus act. They thought it'd be fun to mess about, which even though I like playing, I'm doing really bad at Drama atm, and it's something I want to have in mind for my options, so a bad grade wouldn't do me any good. So when I say about we should try and do a circus act, one of them just says 'we could just use your face as a circus act.' Hilarious. I die on the inside.

And it goes on and on and on. And I'll tell myself tonight that I'll hang about with someone else, and I won't. And then I'll tell myself tomorrow, and the cycle will continue forever.

ARGH.