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Apr. 15th, 2003 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caithreamThere are times that I wonder at the fact of how juvenille and petty people can be at my school.
I should be used to it by now. But I haven't learned.
A little while ago, this freshman girl, Ashley, whom I am pretty good friends with, calls me. Now, for about half the school year, her and some people in my class have been butting heads for the absolute stupidest reasons. I look at these fights as no more than meaningless squabbles that should have been left behind in the middle school years. Haley especially is being incredibly childish with this whole deal; Ashley wants to forgive and be forgiven, but Haley just won't let it drop. One of the reasons why I have stayed out of this whole stupid thing is because they are both my friends and I don't choose sides. Neutral. Wa-hey. The other reason is because I don't deal with such petty things; I have more pressing matters than the well-being of the sophmore and freshman class relationship. It even got to the point where Mrs. Jenkins, in Spanish class one day, had this huge discussion with us on why we hated the freshmen. I, however, took a nap. And pleasant it was.
So, anyway, Ashley calls me and wants to know all this information; like why Haley still hates her, blah blah blah. I told her over and over again, I have no part in this stupid thing. But I promised her I would ask what was up with Haley tomorrow. I guess that didn't satisfy her, because she got quite upset, and we just hung up. While I was in the shower later, though, she called to apologize. I honestly don't care. I just want to wash my hands of this whole thing... well, actually, I was never involved with it in the first place, so I just want this whole thing to stop. It's incredibly childish, petty, annoying, and just plain pisses the heck out of me. Needless to say, next time we have a class discussion I will be taking another nap.
On to other news. Call me a heartless bastard, twisted, morbid, ect., but I just love angst. Especially LotR angst. Nothing thrills me more than to see the little hobbits get hurt. Yeah, I lurve 'em to death, but angst is just so... fun. To read and write. Oh yes.
I should be used to it by now. But I haven't learned.
A little while ago, this freshman girl, Ashley, whom I am pretty good friends with, calls me. Now, for about half the school year, her and some people in my class have been butting heads for the absolute stupidest reasons. I look at these fights as no more than meaningless squabbles that should have been left behind in the middle school years. Haley especially is being incredibly childish with this whole deal; Ashley wants to forgive and be forgiven, but Haley just won't let it drop. One of the reasons why I have stayed out of this whole stupid thing is because they are both my friends and I don't choose sides. Neutral. Wa-hey. The other reason is because I don't deal with such petty things; I have more pressing matters than the well-being of the sophmore and freshman class relationship. It even got to the point where Mrs. Jenkins, in Spanish class one day, had this huge discussion with us on why we hated the freshmen. I, however, took a nap. And pleasant it was.
So, anyway, Ashley calls me and wants to know all this information; like why Haley still hates her, blah blah blah. I told her over and over again, I have no part in this stupid thing. But I promised her I would ask what was up with Haley tomorrow. I guess that didn't satisfy her, because she got quite upset, and we just hung up. While I was in the shower later, though, she called to apologize. I honestly don't care. I just want to wash my hands of this whole thing... well, actually, I was never involved with it in the first place, so I just want this whole thing to stop. It's incredibly childish, petty, annoying, and just plain pisses the heck out of me. Needless to say, next time we have a class discussion I will be taking another nap.
On to other news. Call me a heartless bastard, twisted, morbid, ect., but I just love angst. Especially LotR angst. Nothing thrills me more than to see the little hobbits get hurt. Yeah, I lurve 'em to death, but angst is just so... fun. To read and write. Oh yes.
