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May 18, 2004 15:18

"wow. it seems that everyone is always talkinga bout other people behind their backs in middle school. it's weird. everyone's always complaining that someone did something, or someone annoys them"- Ian Finkelstein , 2004

Today was a day to live in infamy.

The slorg struck. Again.

Scene: Lunch (busy room, small spot for 4 people at luch table)

Me: Theres no where to sit.

Sonya: Wait till ian comes back, he was just here.

Me: Yeah he'll tell us where to sit.

Ok.

So we find table after ian comes back. Sit down, we do.

No dorit today. Only allison, ian, me , sonya, and eric.

4 spots. 5 people.

Me ian and eric sit down .

Sonya is still standing.

Allison retreats to corner of lunch room.

Allison: Sonya can you come over here for a second?

Sonya walks over.

I cant remember if sonya came back and ate, because i usually roam around in the halls. Slorg sits back down.

Cut to Ms greenwalds room. 10:43

Sonya was visibly distressed after lunch.

She told me what was up in math class.

Sonya: Allison told me she didnt want me to be in the "group" anymore and to leave the table.

Me: OMG WTF.

This is bad. Slorg (aka alison) is a bitch. Sonya is cool and i like her at the table.

Basically allison told her to fuck off and leave us alone, no one likes you.

You should start feeling good right about now... ALLISON.

Karma my friend. Karma.

And you have no right to tell people that they need to leave the table. You are not the governor. You are the laughing stock of the group.

And your breasts hang low. You could tie them in a bow.
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