I'm in a cranky mood because of something that happened at dance. Okay, so I have this "friend" named um, lets call her Nancy.
And there's this, um, other person named Satya. I never did anything to her, but she really gets on my nerves all the time. She always wears the wrong clothes to dance, like, skinny jeans and fancy shirts. She doesn't try very hard and always talks. She has short hair that will not stay up in a bun or ponytail, and she's always taking breaks to fix her hair and clothes. She has this weird grin that gets me in a bad mood too, like she's grinning about biting my head off.
And the teacher was dividing us into groups and I was confused at what I was supposed to do, and Nancy and Satya were both annoyed at my ignorance and trying to explain things to me. After I finally figured it out...
well, here, here's a transcript.
Satya(stares at me, loud, sarcastic voice): "What's wrong with her?"
Nancy(Takes a looonng look at me. Takes a loonng look at Satya. Speaks slowly.): "A lot of things."
I exist, you know. I have ears. And they work.
What did I ever do to you?
I would expect this from Satya. She's had it in for me since I accidentally butted into her conversation with the teacher and started talking about ballet when they were talking about bracelets. But Nancy's supposed to be my friend.
And later, when it was time to pick partners, Nancy partnered with someone else and not me!
I'm trying to remember what I did to her. Well, earlier we were talking about cookies and I gave her some tips and patted her on the head. Maybe my tips sounded a little thick headed. But she was shy! I told her not to be shy.
Okay, this is not "bullying". They're both smaller and younger than me. But what did I do? I like to be on good terms with everybody.
Oh, yeah, I have to pick someone I admire. Well, I'm not in a real positive mood right now. Not Nancy. And not Satya. Probably my mom and dad. And Percy Jackson and my grandmother. And Leia and Mon Mothma and Mina Bontarri.
And what do I say when I see them next week?
No, I'm not 8, but comments like that hurt whether you're 13 or 30. I'll hopefully be over it tomorrow. I pirouetted into her accidentally. Does that count as a satisfying form of revenge?