Punch in the face

I had a really shitty day.

I was talking to a friend in the halls, when about thirty of these younger kids passed us and one brushed a chalkboard eraser on my cheeks.

Now, normally I would have let this pass, but for the past two weeks or so, I have noticed these kids looking at me with a sour look. I am sure I am not being paranoid, because I HEARD them talking about me, and laughing directly at me when I pass by.

On top of that, they have been disturbing the cafeteria that is normally, a pretty civilized place. Now they have turned it into their fucking living room. They disregard every one else there and make a mess of the whole place, starting fights that involve at least ten people, banging on the piano, with accompanying lyrics that are immature and filled with swearing words.

To sum it up, they have been getting on my nerves.

So when the eraser hit my face, and some of the others were laughing at me, I had enough. Dispite my perimitive speech abilities, I went up, and asked the young man why he did that. I made myself clear that I wasn’t happy about it either.

What really pissed me off was a comment some one in the crowd made:

“…you girl-guy”

Now, I am aware of my features and I have been mistaken for the other gender on more than one occassion. I have accepted that and am slowing working on improving this problem. But that is beside the point.

It is perfectly fine to mistake someone for the other gender, because one does not mean harm when it is done. But to make a comment like that clearly shows that you are aware of gender-confusing appearnce, and that you using it to insult me, to hurt me.

That is not cool.

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I am currently shitting on my bed, feeling really depressed. I know I shouldn’t care about what these holigans say, but I think any one would be lying if they said that this type of experience wouldn’t leave a dent in their guts. Dispite the political correctness that exists today, I personally believe that beauty does matter, and people do judge others based on their apparence and how they carry theirself. It is a fact of life, and we should all at least know about it (if not accepting it). It is hard to uncover some one’s caring heart that hides behond their snagletooth and crosseyes. Hopefully I can get through this depression and bounce back in time for tomorrow. I am going to forget about school and just go to bed earlier tonight.

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