Post by diamond rose parker on Sept 22, 2011 23:05:39 GMT -5
I wonder why they even keep the study hall open. I can't imagine many people come here. Just judging by the empty ghost town style it was in now. Who knows, maybe Diamond here was wrong. It was packed all the time, just not when she was there. Makes sense, nothing else ever goes her way, why should this? Yeah, you can't argue with that logic. No matter how unlikely the event in which the whole school is avoiding her truly is. Maybe she's going through some bad karma. She'd deserve it, by all means. She'd never actually thought of it that way. Mhm, no can't be it. Makes her sound to bad, I don't like it. She'll think of another excuse tomorrow. See if that one’s any better.
Diamond was anything but what one would considered a "good student". As a matter of fact, Diamond wasn't what you would consider a moderately okay student, an average student, or even a simply bad student. When it came to Diamond and school she would be lucky if she could even be classified as a student. That how many classes she skipped. Most of the teachers probably didn't know her name if he didn't like what they were teaching. Granted the girl might be at the school until she was like a zillion years old, it seemed like a fair price to pay. It wasn’t that she wasn’t intelligent, Diamond was actually very smart for her age. It’s just, she had no passion for school. There was nothing driving her to do good, so she simply opted out of trying to commit herself. Probably not the best reason for acting in such a way, but that’s the way it was with her.
Diamond’s eyes darted up from her thumbs to looking around the room, trying to satisfy her desire to be occupied. She spied a remote sitting lonely on the teacher’s desk, the teacher not even being in the room at that time. She figure it controlled the tv that was sitting on the stand above the desk. She slid out of her seat just quickly enough to walk over and grab the remote and return to her chair. Sitting up a bit straight in her chair, she began flipping through the channels on the freakishly old t.v. absent mindly. There might have been something good on, buts he really wasn't paying attention. She wasn't interested in watching the television. She was interested in something to occupy her for at least a few more minutes. Maybe she should have watched something, wasted half an hour at least. But she'd never been a fan of watching colors flash across the screen for a long period of time. Made her head hurt the same way staring at numbers did for an extended period of time did. I guess that would be why she wasn’t a particular fan of math related subjects.
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