Making fun of bitches is fun
National day. Whee. Had weird dinner thing and totally stuffed my face. Woke up and sang the anthem while throwing on my uniform. Yeah, good times.
Brought a soft toy puppy to school today. Not just any puppy, my puppy. The one I got when I was first born. It's old and slightly dirty, but what the hell, I still love it.
A bunch of other brought their stuffed animals as well. Why? Because we can.
Now, you all know about that girl in chem class we all make fun of. Well, there hasn't been much going on, since she decided to no longer hang out in there (no prize for guessing why), but today, I had a chance to belittle her.
Here's the story: she finds out my age, 3 years below her and yet in the same grade. Royally sucks to be her. Anyway, she asks how many teachers I had to sleep with to get bumped up that far. Now you know why we make fun of her. Yes, because she is a bitch. Anyway, I smile and say "None, unlike you." She isn't even fazed by that, such is the extent of her ditziness, and instead goes on to say that she isn't the one who got pushed up, to which I reply "I know. You had to do it to stay where you are." She started beating me up then, but I didn't care. I'm so bony that whenever someone hits me, they usually hurt their hands. Sucks to be her, the whore.
Yes, I am an evil git, but what the hell, she's a total bitch and she deserves it.
Everyone I told that story to highfived me, with praises like "Good call." and "Nice one." I don't even care anymore that they shouldn't be promoting this, it was fun and I hadn't had opportunity for a while.
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