Surreality

So, today was very, very weird. I got into a fight with Lyndell Fields--remember him? Anyways, it was kind of exhilarating to go and do that to the little fucker. He's had it coming. He's one of those people who might seem to have it coming from a lot of people. He's annoying like that.

So, anyways, he thought I called him a "freaking cunt." in Study Hall--like the tail end, the ass end of the period. Granted, the word is in my ever-extensive (not) vocabulary, but I don't go around using it unless I feel the very strong need to. I didn't today, but he [Lyndell] had said "Watch your goddamn mouth"--and I'll tell you right now, I don't watch nothing for supercilious fuckers. He mentioned the pretzel he was holding--he said that he was going to stick the pretzel up my ass. Nice move, Lyndell, nice move.

I called him a coward. By my definition, a coward is:

1. Someone who threatens a girl without cause

or

2. Someone who backs out on their word

And I told him that--been meaning to for a while now. I wasn't going to take his shit, so I pushed him out of my way, and he hit me. So, I rammed back up against him, next thing I know I was on the ground, and from an outsiders perspective, it might look like I'm blowing him through his pants--I wouldn't blow him if I had the chance. The bastard....

So I did what I could--don't have a scratch on me :D, but I have three days suspension. I'm only to come in on Wednesday and Thursday to pick up my work, and Thursday afternoon for my IEP meeting, then I'm not to talk to any student when I'm coming in for it...or out when I'm leaving.

To be honest with you, I don't think the Vice-Principal wanted to suspend me because I've not seen him all year--but he couldn't let me off, either. Unfortunately, this happens when I'm on the brink of losing credit in Gym....and IMO, but I've a better chance of escaping with a good mark in there than in Gym. 

So, that's that. I'm on suspension for fighting a fucker I would have fought no matter how you cut the cake. At least a few people I know will be glad not to see him.....I won't be surprised to see notes on all my work that say "What happened?" because everyone who knows me, knows that I'm not a troublemaker and that I'm an Angel. Heh, Angel my ass....I'm no Angel.

So, yeah. 3 days, not bad. My boyfriend, David, kinda went through the roof, I think. But I won't elaborate on that. Oh well.

Toodles, I suppose.