Post by lingybear19 on Nov 3, 2009 16:23:43 GMT -5
So what made me pissed off?
I dunno...maybe just people who don't know how to lay off and keep their friggin mouth shut. So basically, I have a weight training class at the end of the day (I was home schooled freshman year for disclosed reasons and need another gym credit--believe me, it wasn't voluntary.) Nonetheless, I can stand to shed about ten or fifteen lbs so I've been pushing myself to work harder, sans for today when I was kinda of wiped out.
So towards the end of the class, I'm just sort of lying on the floor, skipping out on the crunches when this total horse's ass is standing nearby and staring at me, typically smirking. I stare back for a while and--let's just call him Bill--Bill's like, "What?" over and over before I finally say (monotonous, naturally), "Stop watching me." He proceeds to snicker and murmur crap like, "I'm just surprised by how little you do."
Yup, that's me. 7th period entertainment for this phony.
I've known this kid a few years and he's notorious for being an asshat to the thin span of "weirdos", but before a brief argument last week, he hadn't really acknowledged me and now he never gives me a moment's break. From then on, it's always, "*snort* You're not working out hard enough. I'm amazed by how you barely do anything." or "What the frig are trying to do? That's not how the move goes, kid." "What's this? What are you doing? *imitates my gestures* What was that?" And of course, Bill's laughing like a moron so it's NOT constructive criticism. I know he's targeting me because I never say anything to most people and therefore, the tool thinks he can just run his mouth.
He's also homophobic from the constant gay jokes he makes in class so that's another sting for somebody like me who's bisexual.
Although I lack confidence as most shy peeps do and suffer from paranoia to a fair extent, I'm not entirely defenseless. I do know how to stick up for myself and have a few other friends in the class, the closest being a junior named Ashley. She was trying to send the d-bag away with a few jabs here and there, calling him a prick and loser, etc. but it's like no matter what we say, whether we play his game, ignore him or not, everything's a freaking farce with him. Does he even have a life? Is that what he just thrives off of--picking on people, particularly the quiet ones like me who don't really give two shits about the social ladder and are just trying to get out of this hellhole for good? I know I'm never going to see him and the rest of the idiots ever again come summer, but it just seriously ticks me off.
After about seven or so years, I think I know quite well that I'm not perfect, pretty, or talkative. In all honesty, I don't care--I can take knowing that I'm awkward looking as long as I maintain some depth underneath. More or less, I've accepted my eccentricity and I really don't need to be reminded of my other faults by a schmuck like Bill. He honestly needs to mind his own business and stay the heck away because if he keeps provoking me, I'm really gonna just haul off and kick him in the jewels. It's my last year, I've had enough.
Anyway, this rant was longer than I meant for it to be, but bleh.
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I dunno...maybe just people who don't know how to lay off and keep their friggin mouth shut. So basically, I have a weight training class at the end of the day (I was home schooled freshman year for disclosed reasons and need another gym credit--believe me, it wasn't voluntary.) Nonetheless, I can stand to shed about ten or fifteen lbs so I've been pushing myself to work harder, sans for today when I was kinda of wiped out.
So towards the end of the class, I'm just sort of lying on the floor, skipping out on the crunches when this total horse's ass is standing nearby and staring at me, typically smirking. I stare back for a while and--let's just call him Bill--Bill's like, "What?" over and over before I finally say (monotonous, naturally), "Stop watching me." He proceeds to snicker and murmur crap like, "I'm just surprised by how little you do."
Yup, that's me. 7th period entertainment for this phony.
I've known this kid a few years and he's notorious for being an asshat to the thin span of "weirdos", but before a brief argument last week, he hadn't really acknowledged me and now he never gives me a moment's break. From then on, it's always, "*snort* You're not working out hard enough. I'm amazed by how you barely do anything." or "What the frig are trying to do? That's not how the move goes, kid." "What's this? What are you doing? *imitates my gestures* What was that?" And of course, Bill's laughing like a moron so it's NOT constructive criticism. I know he's targeting me because I never say anything to most people and therefore, the tool thinks he can just run his mouth.
He's also homophobic from the constant gay jokes he makes in class so that's another sting for somebody like me who's bisexual.
Although I lack confidence as most shy peeps do and suffer from paranoia to a fair extent, I'm not entirely defenseless. I do know how to stick up for myself and have a few other friends in the class, the closest being a junior named Ashley. She was trying to send the d-bag away with a few jabs here and there, calling him a prick and loser, etc. but it's like no matter what we say, whether we play his game, ignore him or not, everything's a freaking farce with him. Does he even have a life? Is that what he just thrives off of--picking on people, particularly the quiet ones like me who don't really give two shits about the social ladder and are just trying to get out of this hellhole for good? I know I'm never going to see him and the rest of the idiots ever again come summer, but it just seriously ticks me off.
After about seven or so years, I think I know quite well that I'm not perfect, pretty, or talkative. In all honesty, I don't care--I can take knowing that I'm awkward looking as long as I maintain some depth underneath. More or less, I've accepted my eccentricity and I really don't need to be reminded of my other faults by a schmuck like Bill. He honestly needs to mind his own business and stay the heck away because if he keeps provoking me, I'm really gonna just haul off and kick him in the jewels. It's my last year, I've had enough.
Anyway, this rant was longer than I meant for it to be, but bleh.
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