Post by Kennie Whack on Jan 19, 2007 19:35:11 GMT
Telling it how it really is.
"The name's Kennie, better known as Whack, fatty, dick head and various other insult's. Im here to tell you how it really is, how it really felt to be in highschool. The pressures, why i almost killed myself it all. i mean, I'll proberly be dead when this reunion finally comes along... or i won't bother coming along at all. What would be the point? No one knows who i am anyway.
To put it bluntly, Im a loser. One of those kids who don't belong. Im bullied tormented by jackasses who couldn't give a damn about anyone. I hate the basketball team, every single bloodey one of them. The cheerleaders are just as bad to be fair. All of them, as dumb as fishes. Forgetting everything they've ever been told. i wouldn't be surprised if they all ended up old fat and poor. I would love it if they were unhappy. As unhappy as I am right this instant. Then they would know how it feel's.
I gave up on hope's and dreams years ago, when I realiesed in real life, nothing is ever gonna come your way. Life is a game of luck and chance and it seemed my luck ran out many years ago. If I had it my way, cliques and such would be non-existant. No-one would be labbeled, and all these Idols would be hing and shot in the head. But in the society like our's, that's impossible.
I tried to kill myself a year ago, I was ot of school for two months. But did anyone notice? Rng me to see what was up, bring around some homework so I could keep up with thing's... No Who was I kidding! I wish i had died back tthen, because then I wouldn't have to tape this thing and realised even more how crappy my life is.
The ironic thing is, I had a dream where i was this popular guy. I hung with the likes of Rem, Luke, Ethan, and Craig! the girl's were hanging off my every word all of them! Danni, Beth, Shana, rach, Essie .. Haley! But that wasn't worth remembering, i felt fake. Maybe everyone has a calling where there supposed to be in life? I guess im supposed to be an outkast bullied by them all.
Maybe one day i'll have a chance to kill all the people I dreamnt i shared my life with.
Everyday I come to this school is another Day i don't have to come back x
Kennie, time can not erase these open wounds. x
"The name's Kennie, better known as Whack, fatty, dick head and various other insult's. Im here to tell you how it really is, how it really felt to be in highschool. The pressures, why i almost killed myself it all. i mean, I'll proberly be dead when this reunion finally comes along... or i won't bother coming along at all. What would be the point? No one knows who i am anyway.
To put it bluntly, Im a loser. One of those kids who don't belong. Im bullied tormented by jackasses who couldn't give a damn about anyone. I hate the basketball team, every single bloodey one of them. The cheerleaders are just as bad to be fair. All of them, as dumb as fishes. Forgetting everything they've ever been told. i wouldn't be surprised if they all ended up old fat and poor. I would love it if they were unhappy. As unhappy as I am right this instant. Then they would know how it feel's.
I gave up on hope's and dreams years ago, when I realiesed in real life, nothing is ever gonna come your way. Life is a game of luck and chance and it seemed my luck ran out many years ago. If I had it my way, cliques and such would be non-existant. No-one would be labbeled, and all these Idols would be hing and shot in the head. But in the society like our's, that's impossible.
I tried to kill myself a year ago, I was ot of school for two months. But did anyone notice? Rng me to see what was up, bring around some homework so I could keep up with thing's... No Who was I kidding! I wish i had died back tthen, because then I wouldn't have to tape this thing and realised even more how crappy my life is.
The ironic thing is, I had a dream where i was this popular guy. I hung with the likes of Rem, Luke, Ethan, and Craig! the girl's were hanging off my every word all of them! Danni, Beth, Shana, rach, Essie .. Haley! But that wasn't worth remembering, i felt fake. Maybe everyone has a calling where there supposed to be in life? I guess im supposed to be an outkast bullied by them all.
Maybe one day i'll have a chance to kill all the people I dreamnt i shared my life with.
Everyday I come to this school is another Day i don't have to come back x
Kennie, time can not erase these open wounds. x
