Why don't people just stand up for themselves? I don't get it. People are walking all over them and they just sit in anger and suffer in silence. Those who do speak up for themselves speak up at the wrong times in the wrong way; say like shooting up a school. I don't deny that I have stayed quiet in times where someone is making me miserable *coughRONcough* but we all have those...people. What I mean is, when you make a club and you make that club to enjoy yourself with people who share the same feelings for whatever your club is on, should you not stand up and take control? I understand that there are two types of people-those who stand up and say what they want to happen and take control of the situation and those who are just quiet by nature-but, everyone should know where to draw that line.
I joined anime club today. Yes, partially out of spite for Ron and Melora, but not entirely. I love anime and do not deserve my right to join an anime club and enjoy it with others to be kept from me by this pethetic, bitchy little mouse. This club was CREATED by a sweet girl who I get along with pretty well so far. Melora has decided that she and her little tiny click deserve to control the activities of this club, taking the sweet one's authority rght out from beneath her. AND NO ONE STOOD UP! Mei- chan and I started an uprising in theis club. We may end up breaking up this club and forming a new, better one where the sweet one can have her happy club rather than a disorderly mob of bitches and posers.
Seaking of Ron, that pimple on the a** of society did something that I will dangle over his head forever. Apparently, he got into a fight ( I know, I couldn't believe it either. That poor kid must've been so small for him to actually do something.) and "nearly cracked the kids head open". I doubt he's strong enough, but Im going to find this kid and ask him if he told the dean. I think he may have because Ron was absent today, so he might've gotten suspended. If so, strike two Ronnie. Youre making this so easy for me. Then again I knew you would. If not, well I have some major dirt on you don't I? I'll see you squirm and cry yet, you rat. One more strike, and my beating the s**t out of you will not land me in a lot of trouble. I'm waiting.
hmmm....Thinking of him this way sometimes makes me feel a little guilty. I begin to think, "What if he still thinks of me in a kind way, and here I am sounding like the biggest b***h of the world? Myabe he just acts like he hates me because he didn't want t have to hurt me anymore." Then I wake up and realize that soe one that dumb couldn't possibly be that complicated.
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