What a load of shitey bollocks
So I can't remember the exact words etc., but I remember some of it, and it went something like this:
Her: HI! You must be Anna?
Me: Yeah, Hannah. With an 'h'.
Her: Hannah? Hannah! Are you jewish?
Me: Ermmmmmm, no?
Her: But you're arabic?
Oh yeah, I'm a pale arab with fair hair and blue eyes, wtf?
Me: No, I'm British.
Her: Oh! DOYLE! That's an irish name! You're irish!
Me: No, I'm British. My step-dad is irish.
Her: You come from a broken family!
Me: Erm, I guess.
Her: So anyway, Hannah.
she has this really lame smile on her face, like we're close friends. And she's over-stressing the 'h'
Me: Uh huh
Her: You know why you're here?
Me: Not really?
Her: Well, you have some problems we're going to try and sort out together.
Me: I do?
Her: Well, apparantly you're doing a lot of drugs, you're a compulsive liar, and you have no respect for anyone, but I don't know....
Me: That's bullshit.
Her: Hannah, I'd like it if you kept a civil tongue in your head, please.
Me: Okay.
Her: So, what shall we talk about?
Me: I don't know.
Her: Why are you like this?
Me: Like what?
Her: I think you know.
Me: Ermmmmm you don't even know me.
Her: Well from what I gather, considering everything your teachers have told me...
Me: Yeah, well, they're assfucks.
Her: Hannah....
Me: I'm sorry.
Her: I know peer pressure is a terrible thing, but it really isn't necessary...
Me: peer pressure. Okay.
Her: How is your relationship with your family.
Me: Great.
Her: There's no need for sarcasm.
Me: No, really. It's great. My parents are supportive, loving people.
Her: Well that's good. Because some people don't have that.
Me: Yeah. That must suck.
Her: Do you have an eating disorder?
wtf?
Me: ...
Her: Hannah?
Her: Oh sweetie it's okay to cry! It's natural, and
Me: I should get to class. I have work to catch up.
Her: That's a very positive attitude! Good girl! VERY good!
Am I supposed to drop, roll, and wag my tail or what?!?
Me: Thank-you.
Her: I'll be seeing you soon, I hope.
Me: Oh I hope so too. I feel so relieved to be given the option to talk to someone. What with all the smack I do, all my lying and all my disrespect for society in general... I just really REALLY want to turn over a new leaf.
Her: EXCELLENT! Oh this is so LOVELY!
*smile*
Me: Bye
Her! Byee!
What the holy mc mutha-fucking fuck was that?
Her: HI! You must be Anna?
Me: Yeah, Hannah. With an 'h'.
Her: Hannah? Hannah! Are you jewish?
Me: Ermmmmmm, no?
Her: But you're arabic?
Oh yeah, I'm a pale arab with fair hair and blue eyes, wtf?
Me: No, I'm British.
Her: Oh! DOYLE! That's an irish name! You're irish!
Me: No, I'm British. My step-dad is irish.
Her: You come from a broken family!
Me: Erm, I guess.
Her: So anyway, Hannah.
she has this really lame smile on her face, like we're close friends. And she's over-stressing the 'h'
Me: Uh huh
Her: You know why you're here?
Me: Not really?
Her: Well, you have some problems we're going to try and sort out together.
Me: I do?
Her: Well, apparantly you're doing a lot of drugs, you're a compulsive liar, and you have no respect for anyone, but I don't know....
Me: That's bullshit.
Her: Hannah, I'd like it if you kept a civil tongue in your head, please.
Me: Okay.
Her: So, what shall we talk about?
Me: I don't know.
Her: Why are you like this?
Me: Like what?
Her: I think you know.
Me: Ermmmmm you don't even know me.
Her: Well from what I gather, considering everything your teachers have told me...
Me: Yeah, well, they're assfucks.
Her: Hannah....
Me: I'm sorry.
Her: I know peer pressure is a terrible thing, but it really isn't necessary...
Me: peer pressure. Okay.
Her: How is your relationship with your family.
Me: Great.
Her: There's no need for sarcasm.
Me: No, really. It's great. My parents are supportive, loving people.
Her: Well that's good. Because some people don't have that.
Me: Yeah. That must suck.
Her: Do you have an eating disorder?
wtf?
Me: ...
Her: Hannah?
Her: Oh sweetie it's okay to cry! It's natural, and
Me: I should get to class. I have work to catch up.
Her: That's a very positive attitude! Good girl! VERY good!
Am I supposed to drop, roll, and wag my tail or what?!?
Me: Thank-you.
Her: I'll be seeing you soon, I hope.
Me: Oh I hope so too. I feel so relieved to be given the option to talk to someone. What with all the smack I do, all my lying and all my disrespect for society in general... I just really REALLY want to turn over a new leaf.
Her: EXCELLENT! Oh this is so LOVELY!
*smile*
Me: Bye
Her! Byee!
What the holy mc mutha-fucking fuck was that?