So, my darling followers.

Another rant, about nothing imparfticular, which you will all find incredibly boring.

So, to those of you who do not know this, i leave school every friday to go to a town and do a PE lesson there. We go in two busses, and, as usual, i chose the wrong one to sit on. Me and my two friends i was with were sat kinda in the middle of one bus, with a load of 'popular' girls behind us. You know the sort of girl im talking about - cries if her hair straighteners are3 broken, and has brains like soup? Yeah. Well, one of them really dislikes me.

I was sat there, didn't say anything, and then somone threw some sugar right over at me. It went everywhere - in my hair, my bag, all over my clothes. And it was damp, so it stuck to everything. They did it again, and i'd already been having a bad day for reasons i dont want to say, and i couldn't take it anymore. I cried, right there, on the bus. Did they stop? No. Because i was, quite obviously, very upset, they though it would be fun to keep doing it. I got more and more sugar all over me, i looked like a fucking christmas cake. It was really not funny. They got some sugar on my friends, too. We were all upset, I just didn't have the energy to bother telling anyone, but my two friends told our teacher.

We spent the whole first half of PE sat on a sofa in the corridor, crying, hugging, hand holding because of them. It happens every week. something new - a comment, an action. And it's begginging to really hurt. I dont know when they're going to stop, but i hope it's soon. They might not ever stop - but, be that the case, i only hvae 1 and a half years left of high school. It's just draining.

So, my darling followers - from me, your sugar encrusted friend, goodbye for now xxx