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Woohoo! My first rant of the school year! How exciting!
Well, you've done it again, assholes. I swear, there's one person every single year who forces me to write a rant on this. I won't name anyone, but if you think its you, its probably you.
Anyway, so drama. Drama, drama, drama. God how I hate that word. Know what I hate even more? People who create drama. People who deliberately make things complicated, so they'll get attention. It's one of the most annoying things that people in high school can possibly do. But you do it! Oh, do you do it.
Okay, look, high school, its not that bad. It's not a soap opera. It's not an episode of The Real World. It's high school. It's miserable enough without you trying to make yourself the center of attention by creating problems for everyone.
Guess what! No one cares about your problems with your ex-boyfriend. And no one cares that you have no friends and no one on this planet likes you. Stop blubbering about it! Maybe if you did, you'd have more than one friend. Gasp, shock, wow! What a concept you have there, Lauren!
And another thing, the crying? It doesn't make people feel bad for you. It makes you make-up run and then you look even worse than normal. Plus, we all get a good laugh before becoming completely annoyed. I don't think you're aiming for any of those three. So stop. Stop crying and pitying yourself, because it's stupid.
Your life is not that bad, okay? And don't say, "Wah, you don't understand what I go through. Wah, my life is hell. Wah, you just won't listen. Waaaah!" Your boyfriend leaving you for someone with half a brain does not make your life hell. Are you over in Iraq watching people you've befriended and come to love die everyday? Are you in a third world country eating less than a cup of solid food a day and drinking water that animals have pissed in? No, you're not. There's millions of people out there who would kill for a life like yours. You have a roof over your head and food on your table. You get everything and do absolutely nothing. Almost every teenager in this country who complains about how hard their life is, has never been through anything. It's not everyone, because I know people who have been through a lot. Yet somehow, I very rarely hear them complain. Its funny isn't it? The people who honestly have every right to hate their lives, don't.
So learn to be thankful for what you have. You don't need the newest pair of Sketcher's sneakers to be happy. Which, okay, sounds out of line coming from me, but it's true. And if you think everything's terrible because of some loser who broke up with you, stop crying and look in the mirror. It's more than likely his loss. And if you cry and complain, he's only going to feel like he won. So suck it up, pretend to smile, and stop whining. You'll get more friends and maybe a new boyfriend! Oh, glee! Wouldn't that be grand?
So, in short, don't make things worse for everyone. School sucks already. We don't need you fuckbags to complain and make it harder for us. We want to be your friends, honestly we do, but you make it impossible to be around you.
Pretend to be happy. I do, and it works fine! Plus, you get more friends and better attention that way. Trust me, I know.

Wow. This was very calm and collected. I must be high...



And now...
A Message From Katelin
VlKateSftbll: you are too much lauren...geeze your rant journal rules are hilarious
^I try...

This "journal" if officialy my rant journal for the 2004-2005 school year. I figured I'd need one.
That's all. There'll be more later though, don't worry.
But for now:
The Rules
1. If you comment DO NOT NAME PEOPLE. Say whatever you please, but don't name names. I can get in trouble for that, and possibly sued. And if lawyers call my house and demand I take my site down because of you, your ass is grass.
2. If you're coming from my other journal or my personal site, DO NOT LINK BACK TO MY OTHER DIARY, OR MY SITE IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM If I'm listed on your journal as a friend, or you have me linked from your site, do not for any reason, link back there in here. My other journal and site are kept hidden from people I've physically met for several reasons. One) Because I complain about people and name names in my other journal and two) most of the people I've physically met are morons and I have enough morons on my sites already.
3. I'm not telling you how to think, here. I'm simply presenting my opinion to you, and allowing you to read it. If you don't like it too freaking bad. Don't comment and try to tell me how to think or what to do. Not only will I be pissed and tell you off in as many ways possible, but after I finish, I will hunt you down and torture you. Possibly get a hit on you. You've been warned.
4. If you go into the comment section and act like a prissy-ass bitch, I swear to God, you're dead. I'll seriously have you whacked. Overuse of the phrases 'like', 'duh', 'OMG!', and 'LoL!' will result in a slow, painful death.
5. SPELL CORRECTLY I'm not saying get every single word right. What I'm saying is, don't do things like shortening '-er' words with an 'a'. Example - 'Whateva.' I don't care what freaking color you are, don't do it. And don't change words that begin with a 'th' to words that begin with a 'd'. Example - 'dere'. I hate it, hate it, hate it, and if you do it, I'll trace you and blow you sky-high with a home-made nuke. If you can't help but type that way don't comment. This journal wasn't made so morons like you could fill my comment boards with your stupidity.
6. You think I'm out of line? Think I should have to take my site down? Too fucking bad. I don't care who you are, where you're from, or what you think I've done that's so horrible that I should get banned from LJ. This is the Internet. There are no rules. Get used to it.
And finally...
7. Don't do something stupid and make me add more rules. I don't want to do it, and you don't want me to make you look like an idiot. Because if you do something so terribly retarted that it causes me to make a new rule, I will single you out and make it known that you're a dumbass.

That's it. If you find these too hard to understand and follow, just leave. Its bad enough you're in this world, don't ruin my rant journal too.