This was me. Well, ok, mine looked a lot less...horrible. Plus, I'm not a guy.
Amazingly enough I predicted what would happen today. I just knew that people would be commenting all day about my eye. I was right. Not really much to be happy about though.
It was just a slight black eye. It's not like people don't get them. I fell in the shower and hit the shower rack. No big deal.
And yet, people are acting as if I get hit at home. Seriously people, if I got hit at home, I would be telling everyone, because that's just how I am. I wouldn't tolerate abuse. So all of these "jokes" which I giggle nervously at, they aren't really funny. In fact, I wanted to give a few people black eyes of their own today.
It was just a slight black eye. It's not like people don't get them. I fell in the shower and hit the shower rack. No big deal.
And yet, people are acting as if I get hit at home. Seriously people, if I got hit at home, I would be telling everyone, because that's just how I am. I wouldn't tolerate abuse. So all of these "jokes" which I giggle nervously at, they aren't really funny. In fact, I wanted to give a few people black eyes of their own today.
So here's a breakdown of all of the times I was annoyed by people. First thing in the morning, I walk into class, covering my eye with my hair that was parted on the wrong side, which felt really weird, and hoping no one would notice my eye. I sat down at my usual seat, and noticing we had a substitute teacher, I pulled out a sheet of paper and began to doodle. Then the teacher we had for today decides to do roll-call and when I hear my name called, I look up, making sure she marks me as present. Apparently my hair went back to where it normally rests, behind my ear, because she stopped completely and stared at my eye. I must have been looking uncomfortable because after about a minute, she looked back own at the list and roll-call continued. One person I wanted to punch today.
Next there was my "friend", Zach. I normally would cover his identity, but he was behaving particularly like a pucker today, so I won't. (Pedos of the world unite!) So my friend Zach Zledford (there, now no one could possibly come find you and rape you Zach) decided it would be a nice thing to tell everyone that I had accidentally "fallen" down stairs. Only 1) I have no stairs in my house and that was the only place I was this weekend, and 2)He said it in the *wink wink* "she fell down stairs way". Basically, he went and told people lies. I didn't fall down stairs. I slipped in my shower. Jesus, you're making me out like some kind of klutz or something.
Now, this was bad enough, but he added to it. He then loudly questioned me as to whether or not "he hit" me. He being any male influence in my life. My father (I never see), my brother (whom I couldn't possibly see because he doesn't exist), or my boyfriend that I wish I had, but do not have. None of this, of course stopped my "friend" from loudly proclaiming things that weren't true. Another person I wanted to punch. In the face. Hard.
Another friend of mine teased me in a much nicer manner, but still made me angry. I won't state her by name, because she didn't really piss me off too much, but it still annoyed me. It wasn't funny.
Seriously people, it's like you've never seen a black eye. Get over yourselves. It isn't funny.
Of course, if the black eye were on someone else, you can bet all you own I would make at least one comment regarding a man of the house. So really, I'm not much better. But at least I would keep the comment in my head, instead of yelling it to everyone in the room.Nice way to be awesome. Zach Zledford. I love you man. Get on with your bad metro self.
Cheers! Hope your having a better day!
Next there was my "friend", Zach. I normally would cover his identity, but he was behaving particularly like a pucker today, so I won't. (Pedos of the world unite!) So my friend Zach Zledford (there, now no one could possibly come find you and rape you Zach) decided it would be a nice thing to tell everyone that I had accidentally "fallen" down stairs. Only 1) I have no stairs in my house and that was the only place I was this weekend, and 2)He said it in the *wink wink* "she fell down stairs way". Basically, he went and told people lies. I didn't fall down stairs. I slipped in my shower. Jesus, you're making me out like some kind of klutz or something.
Now, this was bad enough, but he added to it. He then loudly questioned me as to whether or not "he hit" me. He being any male influence in my life. My father (I never see), my brother (whom I couldn't possibly see because he doesn't exist), or my boyfriend that I wish I had, but do not have. None of this, of course stopped my "friend" from loudly proclaiming things that weren't true. Another person I wanted to punch. In the face. Hard.
Another friend of mine teased me in a much nicer manner, but still made me angry. I won't state her by name, because she didn't really piss me off too much, but it still annoyed me. It wasn't funny.
Seriously people, it's like you've never seen a black eye. Get over yourselves. It isn't funny.
Of course, if the black eye were on someone else, you can bet all you own I would make at least one comment regarding a man of the house. So really, I'm not much better. But at least I would keep the comment in my head, instead of yelling it to everyone in the room.Nice way to be awesome. Zach Zledford. I love you man. Get on with your bad metro self.
Cheers! Hope your having a better day!
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2 comments:
Yup I started blogging at 19 and I am just about 28 now.
._. I have a poem up. and dayyyng that sucks!!
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