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Yea, so Baker told us today that we should bring our Lit books tomorrow, but we may go in the writing center. I asked what we were going to do in the writing center. She said, "Play." Amanda thinks that means we're going to write an essay b/c that's what we did last week in our strategies book--we took notes on essays. Oh my gosh, I will be really mad if she's right. Madder than I was at lunch, which is a pretty bad story. So, we've been doing these "moral decision making" dilemas, and the last group to go today, which Kim and Veronica were part of, read their scenario. It went something like this:
You catch your husband in the act of cheating on you with your best friend Josh. What do you do about it?
Ha, very ha. so, anyways, I was practically the only person who got it the first time through. So, that's cool, I was laughing. Had a really great morning. So, in homeroom, I'm talking to Amanda, and she tells me about HER group's scenario:
Your best friends Enrique and Ricardo want to get married, but it's "immoral" to go to their wedding. What do you do?
Again, a little giggling (seriously great morning, no joke). We were just chatting, bringing down each other's days with tales of English horrors (e.g. getting the classification essays back, 2 research papers next year, essay tomorrow, etc.) and imaginings of what next year will be like (e.g. Amanda flipping out).
Luch time. Yum. and somehow or another, Amanda gets on the subject of you (I swear I don't understand how she does it so easily). This was right after her, Kim, and I had discussed our scenarios. Then she says she can imagine you being gay, for as weird as you are (that is almost exactly what she said, maybe not in that order, but you get the point). She and Kim started laughing. I almost threw up, it was so sickening. I said no, loud enough so I know they heard me saying it. But they ignored me. How are they so cruel? I can't understand how people can say such mean things. I wanted to slap them silly. It wouldn't've mattered who they said (eg Erin, Maura, etc) I would still have wanted to hit them. You just can't say things like that. Not if it's untrue. I was considering just getting up, walking off, and ignoring them. But then I'd be alone at lunch, so I'll just deal with it (maybe do some slapping next time). sweatdrop
"It doesn't matter what they do, what they think, what they say; at the end of the day, I'm okay anyway."
~nepie
 nepie · Tue May 23, 2006 @ 11:29pm · 1 Comments |
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