private grade school b*tches

I remember when i was in grade school, the first year i transferred in people were really nice and i was easily friends with everyone and people from other classes talked to me and i had random awards for english and swimming and i was nominated for class muse; ok so there's a story behind this..

there was this group back then who you could say were one of the "pretty people" (you know private grade schools...everyone's a freaking brat) anyway class voting was near so they were talking about who would be president, vice, secretary, etc..so that all the officers would be from our group (can you see now where officers of our country are derived from?..yupyup! anyway back then i had no idea why the hell they would want that, and frankly i didnt care)..so nomination came, i didnt know if all the people from that group won, i certainly didnt..they nominated me for class muse, which baffles me up untill now (i didnt actually vote for myself and they gave me shit for that, god i hated those bitches..and the girl i was competing with, did..she was pretty anyways, and i was blah anyway, that one vote for herself was the only reason she won though :D ). <-- wow, writing this was stupid =))

anyway, the following year i had a different set of classmates and this one bitch classmate of mine who looked like cruella de vil only black, always tried to make me feel bad about myself, she'd be like handing out papers and go "oh sorry, i thought you were (insert name of ugliest/weirdest classmate here)" then laughs..there was one time when she noticed my new shoes and was all "wow, nice shoes..theyre new right?" then steps on them..like a freaking retard, there was this other girl who spread things like i was "feeling innocent" that i just pretended to be all nice, i had to be with them all day everyday for a year..i took it in like a champ, i didnt fight back or bitch about them to others either.. i didnt tell anyone how i felt, not my mom, not my teacher, not my siblings, not a friend..i just took it in and brushed it off, i didnt realize it would break me down so much inside though..a few girls gave me shit during grade school that after that year; from 6th grade to first year HS i just distanced myself from everyone else to spare myself of drama, i just didnt want anything to do with them, i had friends but didnt let myself get close to them too much..i bounced back come 2nd year, to my old self like the first time i transferred in, i think i figured green eyed brats like that shouldnt even have any form of effect on me whatsoever...or i probably just got tired of being a little bitch about it (haha!) after that, highschool was..to put it in a jist...pretty freakin memorable! =))