Stop Complaining

School problems, it's not just one problem throughout the rest of the year..it's not just a couple, it's more then 3 every week. Let me tell you, it's not fun to deal with. You hear something from one person they heard it from someone else, then you want to fight somebody then teachers find out more than they should ever be allowed to know. Then the teachers tell the principals. That little problem you had over nothing turned into something big. If you think everything will go away automatically after that, you're probably the wrongest person in the world. Everything has just begun. The girl/guy you messed everything up with hates you now, all of their friends hate you, those people told their friends and now they hate you. It's an olive branch, A NEVER ENDING olive branch. Now you regret accusing, and talking bad about that person, and you apologize multiple times but "I'm sorry" will never ever fix what YOU broke. Don't blame the other person for a mistake you made. That, my friend, is the worst mistake you will ever make in your life. Don't tell the principals, the teachers, the persons friends, the friends friends, don't say it was the persons fight. Just take the fall, tell them you're sorry then, don't apologize to you're haters just the authority. Never let a hater think they won the fight, they will never win. Switching schools won't help, telling your friends won't do anything, because think about it. What if you and your friend get mad at each other and then become friends with your hater, then it's just hell for you now. Now your hater knows everything about you, and knows what you say about them. They know your weaknesses, they know what you're self conscious about. The saying, "Keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer." Don't do that, it's bull. Keep your friends close, get away from your enemies. Is fighting really worth missing school, getting grounded, and getting more and more people to not like you. Freshman girls are the worst, they're the most immature and most attention craving people in the entire high school. I'll admit I love when people talk about me, it makes me smile. Good or bad, I doesn't matter to me. They choose to put my name in their mouth and I am immature about it all. I cry and throw things and start more stuff, I'm a freshman girl. A country girl doesn't stand a chance with only 3 true friends, a boyfriend who's friends with her haters, and a broken family. Everyday is just a roller coaster, weather I'm crying by the time I go to sleep, or if I'm mad and can't sleep or for maybe once be happy before I go to sleep, it's life. It gets crazier, but everyday you get through it.