I sigh, mad at everyone. Today, like always, everyone is being a complete jerk to me. Why do I have to be different?  Why? Everyone has flaws, imperfections, and insecurities; but if everyone has these little problems why do mine have to show through more than anyone else's? I know I have no friends, but do they have to rub it in?

I just hope that next year, since I'm going to a boarding school, people will be nicer to me or ignore me completely. Either one. Anything to get rid of the relentless mocking and taunting. If that doesn't happen than school will be even more of a torture than it is now.

The thing with people is if you can do or are something they can't explain then you are labeled. Freak, weirdo, geek, dork, nerd, jerk. These are some of the many labels. The other thing with people is that they are afraid. Afraid of people different than them and afraid of everything they can't explain. 

The truth about me is, I am a freak. Only in a good way. And I smile upon this thought.