hazzad

I think I shall have a small emo rant and be done with it.

Soooooo I might be feeling a little murderous at the moment.

Im having some trouble at college. I've been berated with every breath that someone has taken. If only they would stop breathing. Ugh!

I don't actually wish death upon them..... Just maiming and maybe the loss of a limb.

Regardless how often I am proven wrong I still seem to have this believe that people can be good.
Every day I enter college I am reminded of my hair colour constantly. Its amazing the people find stating the obvious so funny. Along with my hair I apparently also have; Gingervitis and ginger tits.

Amazingly witty I know.

I can take a joke and I dont mind ending up with an astoundingly original nick name. It bothers me that any conversation, any eye contact or entry into a room is the signal to abuse me. This has been constant for three months.

I should have stood up for myself sooner. After years of constant harassment at comp though I might have some issues. (I hate that word)

After crimbo the first person to attempt to call me a ginger wont even get past the I.

Unless of course........