Stupid Boys

Boys are dumb. I've known this from a very early age. Then it was because they had cooties, but know it's because I've spent so much time around them. I'm pretty sure that I"m not going to date until I'm like, 18 because of how done I am with boys. Uggh they're just so confusing!!

I had a crush on this boy. We'll call him Andrew. That's not his name, but that's what we'll call him. So I had a crush on Andrew a few months ago, and he told me that he liked me back. It was all good and grand, until like a week later when he tells me that we shouldn't be dating anymore because I was too young for him. (He was only two years older than me.) So I'm like, well okay, if that's how you feel. But I was super crushed, I was still super over my head over him! Then later he started flirting with me again, and I was like,

'Do you like me as a friend, or as something more?'

His reply to me was,

'I kinda lost interest in you a while ago.'

Yeah! So I guess you can understand how I felt when one of my friends, let's call her Lauren, tells me that he asked her out the day after he broke up with me. She's only a month older than me!! Grr, so I was mad, and I did not talk to him for like, 4 months.

Then all of a sudden, out of the blue, a month before the talent show, Andrew asks me if I want to do a duet with him! Well apparently I still liked him so I agreed. Super happy as I was, we started spending lots of time together, and he asks me out again. So, I said yes. Boy was that a mistake. Gradually, more more we hung out, the more I started to hate him. Every little thing he did made me soo irritated! So I tried to avoid him the most I could, just until the talent show was over, then he would be out of my life. Obviously, I broke up with him, I couldn't continue with that. But I did have to put up with being his friend, and I'm sorry to say, but that was difficult.

So the talent show rolled around, and we did awful! Just horrendous! However, because he was friends with the judges, he bribed them into getting first place. I, obviously, ripped him a new one and refused to talk to him. Well, I talked to him long enough to tell him that he can have all the prize money that obviously meant so much to him, and to not bother sharing it with me.

But now he keeps trying to apologize, and wants to be best friends again! But I don't want to!! I do not like him at all! I never reply to any of his messages, and I give him one word answers when he tries to talk to me. I know it sounds mean, but it's nothing compared to some of the things he's done to me. This is one of the messages he sent me today!

March 29 at 4:46pm Report

i`m sorry. i dont want to be like this. i want us to be friends again.. i hate this

Uggghhh!! I just do not like him at all! Bleegghh. *sigh*

Well there's my venting for the day.

Later Gator.

Junior High

On TV they always show all the drama happening in high school, but to me I find it very inaccurate. Junior high is the pulsing singularity of all drama. It is where all teenagers are in there confused, hormonal stage of life where they feast off of it. They just can't get enough!

The reason I am saying this is because of what happened yesterday. My three friends and I were just peacefully eating our lunch at MacDonalds when two skanks from my school wandered through the door with their their faces caked in makeup. These girls have tried to pick fights with us before but we mostly try to ignore them. So on the TV's in the MacDonalds, they were playing Fraggle Rock, and these girls just so happened to be sitting right underneath the TV. All of a sudden one a girls, a blond, with a purple tna hoodie, walks up and says,

"Is there something wrong with me? Why do you keep looking at me?"

My friends and I explained to her that in fact, we were not looking at her, but rather watching Fraggle Rock. She then informs us that she is not stupid and that we were most definitely staring at her and her friends. I then proceed to ask to her leave us alone, for we did nothing to her. At this point, she is very offended and strides over to her friend, who's face looked like it was painted on by a 4-year-old. She was wearing and Ed Hardy shirt and a black tna hoodie. Apparently it was her mission in life to defend her short, blonde friend, so she marches up to our table to tell us to stop 'being such a b****'.

We probably should have just ignored her from there on, but we did not. We let her know that we didn't do anything, rather Ms. Blonde was the one starting all the ruckus. Of course, she chose not to believe us, and instead, starting to talk trash about my brother Jade, who was sitting at a table across the restaurant with his friends. So, probably more politely that she deserved, I asked her to stop talking about my brother. He nor I did anything to harm her. She gave me a look, then walked away fingering me.

I should have just left it at that, but my teenage girl instincts wanted to fight back. Nobody treats me or my family like that! So, I fingered her back. This is when things got interesting. She turns around, grabs the slurpie that my friend was drinking to (I assume) throw it on my head, however my friends grabs it back. They then end up having a tug-of-war over a slurpie cup, as Ms. Makeup face reaches out and pulls my friend's hair so hard that she fell onto the floor. Punching her in the head, and pulling her hair, I stand in shock, witnessing my friend being beaten up by the girl we all thought was all talk and no action. Boy were we wrong. They were having a brawl of punching, kicking and biting on the floor of a MacDonalds, and no one did anything. I didn't what else to do, so I stood there and yelled,

"Isn't anyone going to do something??"

FINALLY one of the customers, a tall black woman, decided to step in.

"Stop fighting!" she yelled as she pulled the girls apart, and pushed the bully who started all of this.

"Push me again! Push me again!" she scream at the woman, who then replied,

"I'll do more than that, I"ll slap you in the face!!"

This is when a security guard finally decides to show her face, and lets the girl know that if she didn't leave immediately, the police would be called.

SO, needless to say, I am scared to go to MacDonalds now, or school for that matter. I've definitely had my does of drama for the month. Possibly even year, and I hope that one day she gets locked away, and never to be heard from again.

Oh if only dreams could come true!!

My First Blog

OK, so this is my first blog. I've never had one before, so this should be fun. I hope that this isn't one of those things that I start, and never touch again, but I don't think it will. I like to write, and I like to talk about my life. So I guess this is my introduction. This is the doorway into my life.

I guess this is where I tell you about myself. My name is Laura Bates. I live in Calgary, and I am a student. I like to read, write and sing. I've never been outside of North America, but I really hope that will change soon. I want to travel all around the world, see everything, and write books about it. I have chocolate brown hair, and blue-green-grey eyes.

I hope that was enough introduction because I hate writing these 'get to know you' paragraphs. They seem tedious to me. But, yeah. So I guess that's it.