Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Tuesday*-♥
My day: It started with watching Ants in Spanish 2 and going to homeroom. Then Chemistry followed; We calculated our test average and found out what our strengths and weaknesses were. Then we did some 10 minute work and ate powdered donuts, three types of honey buns, two 2 liters, and some jelly creme puffs. Ms. Gladden was trying to make sure we gained weight before break! Chilled with everyone until the end of class.
5th period, chilled with my grand daughter, Alice, lol xP
Looked at cars, got jumbo donuts, played with some guys, played some cards, talked.
Tilford's GF kept looking over at me.. I wasn't being loud on purpose and I think she noticed that. Like usually, she's always pushing herself on her own man to make me, some girl, feel bad he's not mine. Pathetic right? Like, she's that threatened? I never claimed him.. i'n never all over him. It's the other way around. I find that so funny how people can be so insulted over nothing.
But anyway, I did realize she was pushing herself on him, but I was having so much fun, and I was just like, 'Dude, we're getting out of school, chill please.' I went over to Tilford with no hesitation, I talked to him with his girl there like the friends we always have been, and went about my business. She couldn't believe it.. she felt bad. I was kind of relieved, because I wanted her to realize along time ago that she was the only one fighting for anything. It was stupid.. but whatever, that's her. At some point she really realized it because I made a comment about people taking their anger out on others because of their issues. I was referring to her and Tilford.
Moving on, lunch was crazy as usual.. bah. Went on to 7th period; Accounting. We watched Home Alone 2.. but I was just chilling with Terry and Tilford.
Terry and me are great. We get along, but Tilford and I, he's just so uptight most of the time. Mainly because of Kenya, his girlfriend. I think her up-tightness is rubbing off on him. -_-
All through the class he kept being an ass.. then I just got pissed off and started beating on him.. we got in trouble with the teacher, lol.. but she just lectured us. Afterwards, he was still bothering me, so instead of resulting to violence, I pulled my hood over my face. I had my jacket on backwards because he kept being perverted and it was hot in her class. So like right when I did that, he smacked his teeth because I stopped listening to him. So I took my hood off and narrowed my eyes at him and said, "Dude, just shut up.. you're being an asshole, I don't care what you have to say anymore.. i'm gonna ignore it now.", and put my hood back on my face. Right when I did that he took my head in both of his hands and decided to press his lips where mine where underneath the hood.. ._. I had nothing to say, I just took my hood off and stared at him looking confused. He just put a stupid smirk his face like a dirty old man and turned the other way. By that time Terry was napping, so he didn't see any of it. Ugh! I hate when he has the upper hand. I don't know if he did that because he had the urge to, or if he thinks he can get his way if he does some stupid shit like that. I sure hope not! I can see him now, "Oh, she's issed off. Let me do this so she can forget all about it." Fuck no, that's fucking insulting! He better not think that way!
I mean, don't get me wrong, of course I liked that, he's someone I like, but I'm not a simple bitch. You can't just kiss or hug or touch and do whatever a girl likes just to make them shut up or happy with you! How insulting. It's like, shit, yeah we like it, but some of us have pride! Why would I openly enjoy what you did when i'm pissed off at you? That makes it seem like, 'well you treat me bad, but i'll forget all about it when you do (fill in the blank).' Some needy idiot girls will do that, maybe his fucking girlfriend, but he forgets I'm not his girlfriend! And I mean, come on, like I don't realize behind all that glorifying, you're just in it for yourself so everything can be easy for you. I am NOT an idiot. Sheesh.
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