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Well, today yesterday went back to my old school to try and 'recruit' some more students hopefully that will attend in a year or so. But, mainly... the reason I went back was to see my friends. I wanted to see if anything had changed, if some of the groups had reformed, if some people missed me. And actually... I kinda got my feelings hurt... people who I thought missed me... turns out they're not really my friends anymore... but then... on the good side, people who I thought didn't even care if I existed called out my name and talked to me. It felt... awkward... walking back down those same halls that used to belittle me so. But also, I've learned how much I truly have grown. Last year, you couldn't pay me to speak to a class, and if some of them would have acted how they would have today, I probably would have balled up and cried in the bathroom... but instead of feeling sorry for how they acted... it made me mad.. It made me 'extremely' angry that most of them were so ignorant and stupid that they couldn't shut their faces and care about what I had to say.
Even in one class, it had one of those dumb boards where the teacher can write down on a little pad what she wants to appear on the screen, well, while myself and another student were presenting, some jerk in the class wrote back behind us 'I don't care' and of course this sent the class to laughing and snickering. But inside, it burned me up. Some stupid child did this and all their life is EVER going amount to is saying 'may I take your order please' at the drive up window! I mean really! Where does that child expect their life to go?! How STUPID could they have been!
A lot of things made me so mad today... but then... I believe one person... who I thought didn't really care about me... rather... well made my day actually. And Jeff, yes I'm talking about you... To tell the truth, I thought you didn't care a lick about me whenever I attended GC, but today... I felt... a lot better... after seeing how some of my 'friends' had treated me ... and then seeing how you treated me.
Along with being treated badly, but then being respected, I found out from a friend... that... this guy... I still kinda liked... didn't say what someone had told me he had said about me. This was near the end of the day and I believe I was a little worn out to really hear... but now that I think about it... it hurts my feelings that someone played a prank on me saying this guy sorta liked me or 'was going to hit on me'...
So yeah... my Connections Day... went..... well, I'm still not sure actually... I suppose I'm still trying to recover....
Actually, before I even went to the school, I was at the hospital early that morning. It turns out my great grandmother is on the verge of passing away and is in terrible condition. Imagine a woman that only weighs 85 pounds and is 97 years old and appears 'just like' a skeleton. She's in such a horrible state and it bummed me out a little. But then, just after I had left school, I went back to the hospital and spent the rest of my day up until 7 in the evening there.
So it seems I went from spending time with my great grandmother to being jerked around by disrespectful children and then winding up sitting in a room and listening to the oxygen keeping my great grandmother alive while she sleeps...
 WolfumsTheGreat · Sat Jan 19, 2008 @ 03:43pm · 0 Comments |
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