You would not believe what happened to me today. Okay, I was sitting innocently in my Personal Fitness class. This fat girl with braids came in to the door. I looked up at her and then turned around. Nothing fishy about that. She sat down in the chair behind me.Then, I heard her ranting about how some girl needs to stop blah blah blah or she's gonna blah blah blah. I didn't really care and didn't give a shiz since I concluded that it couldn't have been me she was talking about. I needed to pee so I was a little uncomfortable. But it was my last class of the day, so I was relaxed. No more drama.
I was finished doing the little Warm-Up the teacher lady gave us so I was listening in on the conversations around me.
A group of girls behind me were talking about candy and food and shiz and they were being funny so I snickered a little you know. Then I started hearing some crumpling. The Fat Girl With The Braids and this other girl were mumbling about something. At the time, I didn't really care what they were saying. But I was a little curious about what they were eating so I looked back and there eyes met me and then they started laughing once I turned around. Immediately, I had a little thought in my head that they were talking about me. But I thought nothing of it. Then the girl started saying shiz about how that girl needs to stop looking at her and if she turns back around she's gonna say something. I didn't think it was me she was talking about because I didn't even look at her, I looked at the candy.
The boy she was ranting to asked "Who are you talking to?"
"That girl right next to you!" she said. I was the girl right next to the boy. I turned around and started arguing.
"What the heck, I was even looking at you? What are you talking about?" I think I said. I can't remember because as I was saying it the girl was like, "Stop looking at me! Stop looking at me!" So I just turned back around and now I was pissed.
What the heck? Who wants to look at your ugly face anyway? I didn't say this because I'm a shy nice person. I would never. But I certainly would if that girl says some shiz again. I was SO pissed that I was about to tear up. The kids around me were saying that I should look right back at her. And they were telling her off and everything. But it didn't mean anything because they were friends with that Fat Girl With The Braids.
Ugh. I wish I had said something awful back to show that chick WHO THE HECK SHE THINK SHE IS? Her fat TUSH. Just because she can do a split and she's a cheerleader or whatever. She thinks she so popular and cute because you wear a skirt so short that you're practically about to flash your panties. NO. YOU ARE NOT CUTE. I hope you do something like that to me again and I will yank out each of your braids one by one. And I will happily lift your skirt and flash it to the whole world so that every one can be amused by them. Stupid Junior. I hope you find amusement in picking on poor freshmen like me. It's pathetic. Just so you know.
And yes, you're probably not even gonna read this ever. I know, I'm crazy. But you're still pathetic.
Now that I've let my little rant out, I'm gonna go make myself a sammich.
- Freshman.
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