Showing posts with label junior high. Show all posts
Showing posts with label junior high. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Why I hate 7th grade

7th grade sucks.

And how do I know this? I was in 7th grade once. (No that picture is not me at 28... just 12) And I was unpopular as hell. And because of that I was the object or scorn or just outright ignored. It was lonely and depressing.

I always thought it was because I was dressed like I was much older, wasn't allowed to wear the ruffled shirts that other girls wore (because mom thought the ruffles would draw attention to my breasts as if they could somehow be ignored or minimized) and I wasn't allowed to the things the other girls did...

I thought that by allowing MonAnge to fit in, wear the same clothes, do the same kinds of things that the other girls do we could avoid this. It turns out not to be the case.

Here are the problems MonAnge is experiencing:

Her MySpace Page was hacked. How do I know this? In the last post that she is listed as having made... is full of information that MonAnge would have none was completely insane.

Oh, and then came the nasty comments from close "friends"

From her BFF Frieda:

i think im gunna beat u up.
u think u can just do that?
we'll see whos tuff shit once
frieda finds you.
its because ur gay isnt it?
no one does that to my drina.
you wait and see.
im five feet of hell
and you just made my list buddy.
have a wonderful day :]

Charming eh?

But as not as charming as the comments from Drina (oh and the spelling is verbatim):

Frieda!!!!!
haha im in love with herr?
MonAnge
i hattte you howss freaking ny?!?
i hateee you i jope your fucking having funn and
never coming back here and smelling the whole freaking chicagoo up!
suck my cokcck and neve comee back and i
never wanna see you in front of me }
and if you have something to say fucking sayy it to my facee
you pussy cat pipssss lickkerrr
stay in ny noone wantss you back
peace out
good day.


I am so glad at the moment that I chose a Catholic education for the girls and that I have let these little miscreants into my home at various times. And I am trying to figure out how stupid you have to be in order to misspell CUNT, which she spelled cunttt.

At least the school is aware of what is going on as I printed all the nasty comments and presented it to the office. Why? Because the internet harrassment wasn't enough for those vicious little reprobates. They are tormenting her at school as well.

I always thought that I was a target for this kind of stupidity because I was such a dork. It turns out that being being popular is no help either.

Sigh.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Things to do with a pencil

I learned tonight that there is a boy in the Angel's class who shoots pencils at her boobies... questioning whether they will pop upon impact...

I looked at her a moment and asked her why she doesn't return the favor.

She and her friend looked at me quizzically....

Finally the Angel couldn't resist and asked, "Mom, why would I do that? It wouldn't hurt his breasts?"

"Aim lower, " I told her.

The girls gave a horrified giggle.

But "What is good for the goose, is good for the gander," Nanny always said.