One of the many things in life at school that irks me the most is the so-called “survival of the fittest”.
I remember my teacher explaining this to us way back sixth grade. It was my most favourite subject, Science, and she was explaining how predators live their life.
School is very toxic, which I always say, and for you to get good grades you must at least eat your book, cut your left leg and sacrifice your blood to the goats. It’s very intimidating and honestly, it makes you want to live under the rock forever.
Unfortunately it’s twice the trouble if you’re surrounded with people who will leech the hell out of you and just leave you when they’re through. Your so-called friends wouldn’t be your friends anymore because grades matter more; because they’ve got to be the best; they’ve got to be the last man standing.
Seeing friendship mend and broken hurts me a lot.
I’ll proof-read this maybe next time.