the great return
So today I sucked up the fact that I felt like crap and went to school. Granted, this was not so much my choice but more my mom's orders, but in any case, I'm here. Or there. Whatever. At the moment I'm at the library in my lunch period.
Let me say, This has been the biggest mistake I've made in awhile. On top of not being able to hear, or breathe through my nose correctly, I have to deal with the maturity levels of some of the people who I had considered friends. Not so much more, sadly.
Kelly and Ali, my lunch buddies. All day I've gotten mocked by them, called a liar, made fun of, and just degraded in so many ways. Even better, the day is only half way done. Thankfully I won't be seeing much of them for the rest of it. They can't seem to believe that I was sick, for some reason. They assume I was faking it. On top of all that, they won't stop teasing me about the note. But first I would have to explain the note, wouldn't I?
Marc and I had gotten mad at eachother for some stupid reason. I realized how incredibly stupid the whole thing was, and wrote a note in apology. Well, turns out that Marc showed the note to them for some reason that I'm going to ask him about later. There was nothing horrible in the note or anything, but the fact they can't seem to get over is that I told Marc he and I could be close friends if we managed to stop squabbling over stupid shit.
If I have to hear Kelly and Ali say they're close friends one more time, I will shoot them. I really will. In a five minute time period, not even, while we were walking to lunch, I heard so much shit, I was livid. And they wouldn't stop either, even though they knew they were striking some nerves. I was in no mood to deal with that for the next 40 minutes, so when we got to the doors of the place where we normally eat, I kept on walking. I didn't hear anything they were saying clearly, because they were talking to eachother, and I was walking away, but the never called for me. And I never looked back at them.
What they were doing, I don't know why it bothered me as much as it did. I felt kind of betrayed I guess, and like a Third Wheel, who wasn't wanted anymore. Knowing also that Marc showed the note to people...well that hurts to. I never said it had to be private, but I never wanted everything I was saying to be spread through the school. People should just mind their own damn business and bug out of mine. They should get out of my life, trying to get to me so that they feel more powerful.
I want to say thanks to Sami though. She told me before lunch that she was with me, and I love her for that. I couldn't ask for a better friend, someone who will support me no matter what. God I wish I was in her lunch. Since that is not possible though, I guess I'll be eating lunch alone for the rest of the year. Thank god there's only a few months to go.
Let me say, This has been the biggest mistake I've made in awhile. On top of not being able to hear, or breathe through my nose correctly, I have to deal with the maturity levels of some of the people who I had considered friends. Not so much more, sadly.
Kelly and Ali, my lunch buddies. All day I've gotten mocked by them, called a liar, made fun of, and just degraded in so many ways. Even better, the day is only half way done. Thankfully I won't be seeing much of them for the rest of it. They can't seem to believe that I was sick, for some reason. They assume I was faking it. On top of all that, they won't stop teasing me about the note. But first I would have to explain the note, wouldn't I?
Marc and I had gotten mad at eachother for some stupid reason. I realized how incredibly stupid the whole thing was, and wrote a note in apology. Well, turns out that Marc showed the note to them for some reason that I'm going to ask him about later. There was nothing horrible in the note or anything, but the fact they can't seem to get over is that I told Marc he and I could be close friends if we managed to stop squabbling over stupid shit.
If I have to hear Kelly and Ali say they're close friends one more time, I will shoot them. I really will. In a five minute time period, not even, while we were walking to lunch, I heard so much shit, I was livid. And they wouldn't stop either, even though they knew they were striking some nerves. I was in no mood to deal with that for the next 40 minutes, so when we got to the doors of the place where we normally eat, I kept on walking. I didn't hear anything they were saying clearly, because they were talking to eachother, and I was walking away, but the never called for me. And I never looked back at them.
What they were doing, I don't know why it bothered me as much as it did. I felt kind of betrayed I guess, and like a Third Wheel, who wasn't wanted anymore. Knowing also that Marc showed the note to people...well that hurts to. I never said it had to be private, but I never wanted everything I was saying to be spread through the school. People should just mind their own damn business and bug out of mine. They should get out of my life, trying to get to me so that they feel more powerful.
I want to say thanks to Sami though. She told me before lunch that she was with me, and I love her for that. I couldn't ask for a better friend, someone who will support me no matter what. God I wish I was in her lunch. Since that is not possible though, I guess I'll be eating lunch alone for the rest of the year. Thank god there's only a few months to go.