Take it back to square one..
I was just sitting, minding my own business in Algebra 2 today and the bell had just rung as Mr. Postak walked into the room. I casually asked him if we would be changing seats anytime soon because I could really use a change of scenery. Then, he proceeds to say (in regards to the bandana hanging out of the back pocket in my jeans):
Mr. Postak: Take it out, it's a gang symbol.
Me: Are you serious?!
Mr. Postak: It's a gand symbol, put it away.
Me: You've got to be kidding.
Postak: Put it way, Taylor.
Me: IT'S NOT A GANG SYMBOL..IT'S HOT PINK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!..Not enough people like me to let me be in their gang anyways.
I think that's when he stopped paying attention. I was am sooo beyond pissed. Oooh, I'm starting a revolution.
Mr. Postak: Take it out, it's a gang symbol.
Me: Are you serious?!
Mr. Postak: It's a gand symbol, put it away.
Me: You've got to be kidding.
Postak: Put it way, Taylor.
Me: IT'S NOT A GANG SYMBOL..IT'S HOT PINK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!..Not enough people like me to let me be in their gang anyways.
I think that's when he stopped paying attention. I was am sooo beyond pissed. Oooh, I'm starting a revolution.