Basically, the boarding school where I was at found our xangas by looking through our internet histories on their accounts.
My friend saw the list on the desk of the student affairs list. My name was first:
myusername --> yue
And so on.
My friend asks how they got it. The woman laughs and says: "I have my ways." My friend says she's uncomfortable. the woman says: "We're not stalking you." And acts like she really wants to change the subject.
There were lots of names on there. Including many of my friends'. My boarding school was public, by the way.
Then, about three days prior to that... the French IV teacher called three really nice girls to the office b/c she said they had an 'air of arrogance. Nothing specific."
there was a good amount of complaining because come on. WE WERE HURRICANE VICTIMS.
So the director guy HOUNDED these girls from my school. He yelled at them about how we shouldn't complain the lack of APs because APs are for high school students and they teach college level classes (the classes are a complete joke and easy as hell). He pulled out this huge statistics book and yelled at them about how this school had an average SAT score of ONE POINT higher than in my old school. He said that he
didn't care if they didn't have a house or a school to go back to, he would kick them out if they didn't start to like this school and get a new attitude.
WHAT THE FUCK.
You know, how can ANYONE think of saying that? The nicest girl in that group just started crying, and the other walked out. Then he had the NERVE to assign her A LIST OF TOPICS TO TALK ABOUT AT THE NEW STUDENTS MEETING. And all this other shit.
These people are crazy facist brainwashers who basically took us in 'with us care and love' but don't give a shit about our feelings. If we don't like their school like all the others who go there, then we need to be 'fixed'. And if we dont' feel like going to these ASSHOLES about our problems, it's perfectly fine to get our xangas from the internet access histories.
I need to vomit. And you know what? I won't mention names! because I actually have ... oh what is that... CLASS.
Well, I left there yesterday. Plenty of tears with my friends... I don't know if I'll go back to Franklin when it reopens. We'll see.
Going back to St. Louis. Starting CHS next week. I don't know what to feel. Other than the fact that this hurricane has completely ripped my life apart and ruined it. Thanks a lot.
But I still love everyone very much. take care.
This entry is public because I don't care if they also got my tabulas. HAVE FUN READING BITCHES. I have also prepared a tasty little retort for you on my xanga. Having fun? I'm so sick of all this. As if my life didn't get fucked up enough and everthing dear to me taken away just like that... these people have to come in and invade on my sadness?
Does that make you feel bigger? Better? Like you're helping me?
Helping with what?!
Fuck you.
