Thursday, Sept. 19, 2002 - 9:58 pm
Wow. I was one helluva bitch.
6th period. Maths. Eve heard Airell ask the people on his table if me and Eve looked like we were lesbians and everyone turned around to look at us. Got angry. Wanted to throw a pen at him except Ms James was there. Threw a coin when we were walking to 7th period instead. Missed. I think he knew.
7th period. Language. Malay. Yaya asked me and Evelyn if we hated Airell. I wrote a note that went something like this, "We love him very much and we're very sorry if we hurt him in any way, physically or emotionally because we know that he's a beautiful and fragile vase that needs to be taken care of very, very, very seriously. So yes. *sing to Barney's "I Love You" song* From: The "Lesbians" (P.S. You have nowhere near a sixpack) Disclaimer: This document is a display of great sarcasm."
We told Yaya to read it out to Airell and when she did, I was like, right there, watching him. Near the end, though, I walked away because I didn't want to see his reaction to the sixpack remark because I knew it was like the worst thing I could ever say or mean (to him). I did see Yaya hugging him afterwards, but she was meant to run away. That would've made him feel a LOT worse.
By the time I was home I was kinda feeling sorry for the guy and was considering an apology but that wasn't needed since what I said was true anyway (sarcastically true) and well, he's done a lot of shit to me already. I changed my mind when Airell messaged me and we had this great big argument. It was kinda cool cause we never fought before.
It seems that he doesn't know what he's done wrong and I told to "use your fuckin' brain for a minute and just THINK cause you're not the greatest guy around, you've done a lot of stuff to me that i never complained to you about ok, so if you hate me, just get a fuckin' knife and slit my throat oh no wait are you too scared? too scared that i'll run to my brother with a bloody throat with a great big slit in the middle and tell you off??? you gay wimp." (i mean SERIOUSLY the first thing he said to me when he asked ida out was not to tell my brother or else he'd get beaten up. i mean BE A MAN, DUDE!!!!!)
Nice, eh? He told me to stay away from him (like DUH i am as far away from him as poss.!) and to not reply. I argued some more, because, well, I don't like to be the one ending arguments. I'd make a good debater, wouldn't I? Only if I don't get hell violent or anything.
And you know what. I get so embarrassed that I actually went out with this wuss. I mean, you can't blame me, he was nice and all but to get back together with him is just. so. em. barr. ass. ing. So please. Don't rub it in.
