Sofa King Unreasonable

I must say, this is absolutely the first time I've ever felt like this.
This... frustration. I mean, do I look like the type of teenager who'd shoplift or litter or wreak havoc for no reason?!
Until this year, people have always looked at me like a good kid. Why is it now that people don't trust me? How is that 12 year old with a braid any different from this 15 year old with a ponytail?
Also, they keep taking advantage of me! Is it because I look dumb or something? Because I don't argue back?? Or maybe just because they have power, it's all right to make this hyper Asian girl fix problems that has nothing to do with her!
I'm at the mall with Magu, and everytime I'm browsing something, I see out of the corner of my eye, the owner is walking towards and they finally approach with their arms crossed. What else can that mean except that they're suspecting me of nicking something? Seriously, get your stereotypes right. Asians are the good kids.
Lunchtime is over and my friend and I are walking out of the lunch room when this AP comes and tells us to clean up our trash. Excuse me? Did I sit there?? No! I sat at the next table over. My friend beats me to it and tells the lady that its not our trash and we didn't sit there. And what does the AP say? "Well that's not my problem! It's unfair--". My friend cuts her off with, "Well it's not our trash! It's--". And she gets cut off by this dick who makes himself seem like a good guy by cleaning up his own trash, that's right. It's his group's trash, "That's okay, I'll clean it up." Now the AP didn't know that it's his group's trash, so she's like "Now there's a good student! Well, go help him!" The guy's done so we couldn't do much. Freaking... If she really wanted to crack down some students, she should have come earlier instead of blaming us for leaving out lunches that we didn't even buy.
I'm late a lot to first period because there's really really bad traffic at school. Also, my family doesn't have morning people. It is impossible to get up the moment the alarm rings. But the snooze button doesn't always work. Basically, I'm blaming my brother here. I know I shouldn't blame people because if there's someone to blame, there's something I can do about it. But seriously! He usually doesn't get up on time or hurry the hell up considering that he woke up 15 minutes late. Dad tells me that I should wake him up, but what good will that do? He looks at time a different way from us. He likes to assume. And he never considers that he'll be wrong. So he thinks it's okay if we leave at 7 because we can make it to school in 15 minutes. He never considers maybe there'll be traffic that day or maybe bad weather or stupid traffic lights or maybe even a train. So I'm almost always late, but only by 2 minutes or so because Dad is so good at zipping through cars (chance of accidents are still quite high despite my Dad's tough words). But still the teacher marks me late. 2 minutes! What am I missing?? Oh, maybe a little bit of explanation on some homework questions that I have no problem with. If I'm late 3 days in a row, I get a tardy referral. Referral. That means at the least, that I have to stay afterschool for an extra hour. That is super inconvenient. What will my brother be doing in that hour? Standing there? Because my dad is most definitely not going to make 2 trips to take us home because by the time he and my brother gets home, I'm out of detention. Ha! What a waste of gas! There's a loophole though because you can do it at lunch. I'm sure of this because my friend who's also always late gets the exact same of punishment from the exact same teacher. So I go to the office to request a lunch detention. The lady tells me no. What does she mean no? My friend with the exact same referral and teacher was able to do it, why wasn't I? No, it's not racism because my friend is also Asian. So what does she mean no? During break, she told me that nobody was going to be there during lunch so I can't do it. Then during break, what do I find? Her sitting there. What does she mean no?! So I tell her that I can't do it afterschool because it'd be very inconvenient (keeping it simple) and you know what she told me? "Good, it's meant to be inconvenient. Maybe next time, you won't be late." DO YOU THINK I FUCKING CHOOOOOOSE TO BE LATE?! I had nothing to say as a response. I couldn't. If I argue, I might get even more in trouble, and all I really had to say at that point was really just screaming at her about all my problems that need my time that can't be pushed back that would majorly affect my life and my future. So I kept my mouth shut. My private life did not need to become public gossip.
As my friend wisely stated as we left the office, "God, why do all the ladies here take bitch pills?"