I'm in 10th grade, but I take 11th grade English. (My school does English a weird way. If you're in Honors, you take the English class of the next grade level. You have the same teacher as the non-Honors class in the grade above you, and all of your books and assignments, with the exception of an extra summer reading book, are completely the same.) I have to go to that stupid "make the school look good!" test thing tomorrow. My English teacher gave me an outline, and this test is designed for 10th grade English. I took 10th grade English last year, but I didn't really have a teacher, so I never read half of these books and stuff! What the hell!? My teacher told me that it's unfair and I should just BS it, but I can't understand why they would set the tests up like this.
So, some freshmen are mad at me over factors beyond my control. Yeah, the freshman girls on the newspaper staff are pissed because the juniors picked me to room with them on Thursday. GASP! HOW DARE I HAVE FRIENDS? I am obviously such a terrible person. I have no idea why this is so infuriating to them, because I don't really know any of those freshmen, and the juniors don't talk to them often.
Helpful Junior: The freshmen are mad at you.
Me: What? How can they be mad at me when I barely even know them?
Helpful Junior: They're mad because you're staying with us.
Me: This makes no sense to me...
Helpful Junior: Well, we kind of had a meeting and specifically begged for you so we wouldn't have to put up with any annoying people, so they're mad, probably because they didn't get to choose their roomates and stuff. I said, "We got to only because we've been on the staff for the longest, and there are a bunch of people this year. And Super Duck is our friend, so we picked her." They were still mad.
In other news, Mrs. History Teacher demonstrated yet again how tactless and stupid she is. I'll get to that in a minute, though. First, I must wallow in general awfulness. FCG was not in class today, so I was bored. That is not why I want to wallow in unhappiness, though. I must emo this shit up a little because a senior girl's facebook status was that they have exactly a month of school left, as they get out earlier than the rest of the school.
I know I talk about this literally all the freaking time, but it's one of the most pressing issues I have going on right now, the other being, of course, stupid history class. I am scared for FCG to leave. I don't want anything to ever be like it was with that last girl I liked. Speaking of her, I might see her tomorrow at the test since it includes a bunch of different schools. She went last year. Maybe if I do see her, it will somehow subconsciously force me to be less lame. Everything was my fault because I was being super lame and didn't talk to her much after she moved.
Anyway, yes, onto what Mrs. History Teacher did today. I can't deal with a colossal shitstorm right now, so I must say first that I am not attacking any beliefs. My history teacher is just a big douchebag, and I think most people would agree.
We're talking about the period of time between WWI and WWII right now. Today, we discussed nihilism. Apparently, Nietzsche invented atheism by saying that God is dead, so it is directly his fault and nihilism's fault that I am an atheist. Yes, she said basically that and also specifically singled me out. Umm... Nietzsche didn't make me an atheist, Mrs. History Teacher. I had no idea who the hell that guy was when I became an atheist. I didn't know what nihilism was either. Neither of those factors had anything to do with MY personal decision to become an atheist. You didn't even know me back then, so fuck off!
That's not what bugged me, though. Do you know what pissed me off? Apparently, parents cannot teach children morals without raising them in a church. I swear she said this. Her statement verbatim was, "I'm sorry, but you just can't have morals without going to church. That's why I forced my kids to go."
(She was also recently complaining about fake Christians who go to church out of obligation but don't really believe. If her children had developed different beliefs as teenagers, she would have created this by forcing them to go! Filthy hypocrite. Forcing someone to do things that go against their very beliefs is one of the most disgusting things on the planet to me. I wanted to ask her how she'd like it if she was sixteen and had rabidly atheist parents who wouldn't let her go to church if she wanted to. It's equally disgusting, and somehow I think she'd have a problem with THAT.)
Guess what, bitch? I'm an atheist AND a decent human being. How do I decide if something is wrong or not? I ask myself a basic question: Does it hurt anyone? If the answer is yes, then it is probably wrong. If the answer is no, then it is probably okay.
UGH SHE IS SUCH A TERRIBLE BITCH.