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Ugh I'm so f***ing tired. School is so gay. I got sent to the damned principal's office AGAIN today for cussing my stupid teacher out. She fuckin' started it. She tried to make me wash the star (eyeliner. i drew it on) off of my cheek. the convo went something like this:

Echo, go to the bathroom and wash that garb off your face.

Why?

Because it's distracting and it's useless.

It's only distracting to YOU. Noone else is bothered by it. What if this is a symbol of my religion? Do i still need to take it off?

That's not the case.

It is. I'm not taking it off.

Take it off. It's a distraction to my class.

You're a distracrtion to MY class. I'm not removing it. You can write me up if you want.

I DO my work in MY classes!

And I don't?! Mrs. AC, with all do respect, I have a higher f***ing average in this class than you could ever get on ANY teacher's evaluation, so don't you even for a moment imply that I don't do my work.

Profanity now too. Keep this up and you'll be suspended.

Woopdy-fuckin-do. Freedom of speech and religion. neither YOU, no the office, can pentalise me on my vulgarity.

uh huh. "Echo continues to make a fool of herself infront of peers."

OH WHAT THE HELL? I've done NO such thing so just get your HEAD out of that loose ASS of yours and give me my fucking D-1. I could give two shits what you want me to wash off of my fucking face. You can't make me, and if you try, I'll sue for sexual harrassment.

Get out of my classroom, Echo. I'm tired of arguing over stupid things.

Uh huh. I fuckin' love you too bitch.

So anyways, then I had to go to the freakin office and wow. Yah. I got off the hook too. I HATE Mrs. AC. Don't you?