Time for seventh grade before this gets too awkward. Honestly, not much bullying this year. No joke. Mainly just in lunch and den, homeroom, study hall, whatever it is you call it.

So, lunch. Mean girls and bad friend are back yay. SWSNBN was sitting next to the closest thing she had to friends. Bad friend (remember her?) asked SWSNBN to move down so she could sit down but it was first come first serve and SWSNBN didn’t want to move, so she said no. Mean girls comes and says, “It’s just a seat why don’t you move?”. SWSNBN replies, “Exactly it’s just a seat”. So one thing lead to another, and heated arguments galore.

Den, homeroom, study hall, whatever. One annoying kid is annoying to SWSNBN and just gets under her skin. There was also this one kid that liked SWSNBN but told everyone to kill themselves. So, there was that. Seventh grade was pretty light in terms of bullying. Not to worry, eighth grade will be worse.

Eighth grade now. SWSNBN has no self esteem and no friends. Great start, yes? I don’t know when suicide became a joke. I mean, seriously? “Kill yourself.” Did death become funny? What is funny about taking someones life? Sorry for getting really worked up, but can you actually blame me?