I know I haven’t been on here often, or ever, but I decided to take the time out of my day to try and, once again, make a fresh start.
First off, Summer Vacation is not turning out to be what was expected. I actually thought to myself on the last three weeks of school, It’s just 21 more days, no biggie. I will survive. Soon I’ll be away from all these jerks and never have to see them again. I seriously thought that I was going to have one of those TV show vacations where the girls go to the mall, stop by Forever 21, buy jewelry, and gossip, but no.
The last three weeks ended up to be a survival. It was the production auditions where we’d audition for a program in the school. The choices were musical theatre, drama, stage craft, dance, and film crew. Throughout the year, we had 40 weeks of rotation between the four groups musical theatre, drama, film, and stage craft, which was divided among them into an equal amount of 10 weeks per production. We had to do three major assignments that would determine our grade in the class, and let me tell you, they were back breaking. But, we turned all in, passed, and went on to the auditions.
Now, I was supposed to audition for all of the production classes, but I only wanted to get into two, so I only went to musical theatre and film. I thought I failed miserably on musical theatre, so I figured, Hey, I have one more chance to actually be in a group, so I skipped down the yellow brick hallway and aimed straight for film. After the interview, I was walking down the hall feeling like a boss. Not to toot my own horn, but, toot toot! I aced it!
Suddenly, my friend Paul calls me over and asks me to hang out with him and his pals, so I said sure, me being the loser girl who was stupid enough to neglect her three other choices. It’s always good to have more back-up plans. Never do that, kids. Ever. Anyway, we kicked around a ball, had chips, talked about our interviews, and then became terrified of the wait of our results.
A few days pass, my former “friend” comes up to me and says that she doesn’t think my friends like her. Big whoop, turd. I really dislike her. Like, if this was a remake of Nightmare on Elm Street, I would get that turd first. I look up to her and literally say, “Who cares? If you don’t like them so much, don’t hang out with them,” and, like the little special snowflake she is, she asks to go to the field with us, knowing that my friends obviously do not care to acknowledge her existence.
It’s not that we’re mean, it’s just that she’s a big bully. She only cares about herself, is completely coincided, and is just plain dumb. First off, she tells someone that she doesn’t like a very close friend of mine anymore. That person tells her, she tells me, and I tell her to confront her about it. Simple. She does just that, and the doof piles up lie after lie in her “story”. My friend even made up a lie and said “Oh, well, I saw you talk to insertnamehere during dance and I figured you were talking about me.” To this, the idiot responded, “Oh, well we were just talking about this guy, Brian, who likes her.”
She never even talked to the girl that day. Two strikes.
I was just about done with this turd at this moment and was ready to snap a neck when suddenly, a little birdy tells me that she said to CENSORED because it was none of my business and I was going to be ruined by her. She said that she was going to tell my dirt to everyone through Instagram. Now, this turd is all talk. A few days before, she changed her bio and said, and I quote, “To all the haters DIE CENSORED DIE!“ This was obviously directed to us and a few others we knew, but I honestly could care less. Besides, as I suspected, she changed her bio the next day, right after school.
I went up to her, confronted her about what she said to me, and she denied it. Obviously. But I was still angry. I publicly humiliated her in front of her groupies and so-called friends by piling up evidence that she was lying about everything, and even mocked the way she lied and talked. I hate myself for doing it and wish I could take it back, but nope. Can’t. That’s life. But luckily she never bothered my friends again. So, it was a lose-win, I guess?
But I guess what I’m trying to say from all of this pointless and useless info about my life is that middle school is going
to have the jerks who are high and almighty, stupid, annoying, and loud teens who think they’re so cool and hilarious, and even fakes who wouldn’t know what the definition of truth is, but you’re going to get through it. As much as TV says otherwise, high school is so much better. The students are much more mature and know exactly where the social boundaries are. They know how to fix and ruin friendships, and say the right thing (most of the time).
Anyway, that is all. I do believe I will post either again later today at night or next week on Friday. Yeah, let’s make it a routine, guys! I’m willing to commit to that! Yay! I also apologize for my very long and pointless stories. Sorry.
Alrighty, bye bye! Love y’all and hope to see ‘ya soon! Muah!