Excitement!

Okay! I’m excited! So very excited! I have learned a few new tricks here on wordpress and I am very impressed with myself. I have a new little catch phrase “Because there’s a little hostility in us all!” I have new fonts, I have some new fancy features on a new sidebar (Milestone counter, follow button, follow by email, and a calendar), however I am most excited for my header picture! I have never ever in all my years of blogging been able to figure out pictures. So I never had any on my blog. Now that I have figures it out I went a bit crazy. I have more than one header picture. I have six! They are randomized so you never know which will appear at the top! I am ecstatic about this as you can clearly see! Also, I have a deal for all you out there reading this blog, if I get a decent amount of followers, comments, and likes on my blog I will buy the full, premium version of wordpress so that I can do even more awesome things for you guys. So follow, like, and comment if you want to see this teeny, tiny blog take flight (I had to stick a cliche in there). I do so hope you all force me to buy wordpress! Make me spend money on you guys! And with that, I’m out of here 😉

-AcuteAnimosity

Don’t Say the S Word

That’s right, it’s almost school time. SHOOT I SAID THE S WORD. Needless to say I am not entirely ecstatic to go back to you know where. I am excited to learn new things, see my friends everyday, and to have a place to go to everyday rather than just being lazy, however I am not excited for a few things. For instance, the people that I hate and who hate me. Well hate is a strong word, I only hate three people. Nevertheless, there are quite a few people who I dislike and who hate me. Those people I don’t have to see all summer, so it’s great, I don’t even have to worry about them. When I’m at that place though? I have to worry about them everyday. Especially if I have classes with any of them. I am also a library intern, so a lot of people who hate me happen to go to the library, but I love the library, it’s my niche in that place (well the library and the chorus room) so I’d never let those jerks scare me out of the library. Lastly, I’m a senior next year. It’s my last year of high school. I have yet to write a college essay, get any recommendations, or pick a favorite college. Yeah, I have a few colleges that I like, but no one that is just completely perfect and is my top college. However, I don’t want to talk about college today. I am here to talk about the S word. Mainly those people that I don’t like. There’s Marissa, a girl who I was once best friends with, George, who once started a petition to kick me out of band class because he didn’t want to see me anymore, and Mark, a kid who used to harass me. There are others who are jerks to me, but I am choosing to talk about these three because they are all very different from one another, which allows me to talk about three diferent kinds of bullies. First off, Marrisa, this  bully I like to call the “Ex-Friend Bully” for obvious reasons. We met in sixth grade, and became friends when I started dating one of her friends. I know I know, sixth grade relationships are dumb and stuff, but this is just what happened. I dated her  friend John, and he introduced me to Marissa. When John asked for nudes and I said no, he dumped me (honestly good riddance). However, I stayed friends with Marissa because I really had no other friends. I was an outcast. Marissa became abusive. She would actually hit me. So I stopped being her friend, that’s when I found out that she had been dating John since before John broke up with me. Only, I was stupid enough to become friends with her again once she broke up with John. Of course we had another falling out, then I became friends with her again. This cycle happened every year until ninth grade when I finally told her I was done. I never spoke to her again. I avoid her, but I’m never mean to her. I never snoop to her level of telling lies, spreading rumors, and playing the victim. She continues to spin stories about how I was so mean to her, while I just pretend she doesn’t exist. That is my advice for you all about this type of bully. You need to delete their phone number, stop talking to them,, and stop thinking about them. You’re better off without them, and no matter what do not stoop to their level. Secondly, George, George is what I like to call the “Popular Bully.” He’s the kid who bullies other kids to make popular kids laugh and to be a popular kid. We both played percussion in the band from 5th to 8th grade. Every day he would find some way to make fun of me. He would mock my twitch (back then I had a twitch), he would throw drum sticks at me, he would make dumb jokes about me, and of course there was the petition he made in sixth grade (by the way he never once was punished for any of the things he did to me or anyone else despite the fact he’s been bullying kids since 5th grade and I used to tell teachers all the time, and people say the school system isn’t corrupt). This bully is the one that you also have to just get out of your life. Unfortunately I quit band after 8th grade in order to get him out of my life. I hated having to do that because I loved band, but no one would help me, so I quit band and avoided him like the plague. He is a person who is in the library a lot, and he always tries to make fun of me or do something stupid to me. I check out his book and ignore everything he says. Eventually he goes away. It’s sad but this is the only way to deal with him because teachers love him, and he has a ton of friends backing him up. It’s awful, but at least it gets him to go away. So for this bully, ignore them, walk away, and try to avoid them if you can. However, don’t quit band to avoid them like I did, you shouldn’t have to give up something you love just because of a stupid jerk. There were actually six percussionists in my middle school, and all five other percussionists bullied me everyday. I quit not just because George, but because of all of them. Lastly, Mark, who I like to all the “Sexual Bully.” It’s a bit of a blunt name, but it fits well. He would stare at my butt, look down my shirt, comment on my modest clothes saying that I was a prude and should show some skin. This lasted half a year in tenth grade until right before Christmas break he made the mistake of trying to grab my ass. Well Lewis (who I was still dating at the time) Smacked his hand away. That’s when Mark pushed Lewis, Lewis then punched Mark and well a fight. It lasted about a minute before a gym coach broke it up. Both boys were brought to the principal’s office, and Lewis told the principal what had been happening and what Mark was about to do before the fight, but the principal never brought me in to hear what I had to say and he suspended both boys for 5 days. He didn’t give a crap about the harassment that had been going on for months or about how Lewis was protecting me. Sad. After that I told the teacher of the class I had with Mark and Lewis what had been happening and she moved me across the room from Mark and right next to Lewis. Three months later Mark was expelled for fighting again. So for this bully, tell a teacher. Yes the principal didn’t listen to Lewis, but that’s probably because I never said anything, and after fighting, Lewis didn’t seem to be a credible source of information. Still, they should have investigated. Anyway, it is best to tell a trusted teacher that this is going on rather than trying to tough it out like I did. Okay, this is a long long post, but it was needed. I want all of you to know that I truly want to help others even if it means I have to talk about things that are hard for me to talk about. Okay, so just incase I ever need to talk about these bullies again, they will be on my Friend List page, even though they are not friends! As always, leave a comment if there’s anything you want advice or help with or even if you just want someone to talk to, I’ll talk to you 🙂 Alrighty, this is all for this post. I will try to post at least once more before the S Word starts. Love you all!

-AcuteAnimosity