Young People

I hate people who are younger than me.

It isn't that bad yet, obviously, regarding that I'm only 15(turning 16 next month).

I hate kids. They are nice to look at and nothing else. They are sometimes nice to touch too, but you have to be careful. Kids are little kings of arrogance. Who said you can beat anyone and not get beaten back? Why do kids hit everything with something hard? Funny they shouldn't hit things with anything soft like a pillow or a sponge. Someone's got to make a toy sword with a plastic grip and sponge blade. I still don't know, though, those evil creatures might grab the spongy part and hit with the plastic part.

I also hate people who are younger than me and are in my class. Like, a full year younger. That makes me feel like a retard. My birthday is in August, which means I could be one of the youngest kids in the rising junior class or one of the oldest kids in the rising sophomore class. It's not that there aren't some people who are older than me in my class. But still, I'm going to start my senior year after I turn 18(well, maybe not, but that'd be a bigger tragedy if school starts before my birthday). I've already repeated half of freshman year due to the difference in curriculums. Why do Western schools freaking start in September? Can't they even make school year go along the calendar? Every school in the world should start in January and end in December. That's some convinience.