Tuesday, March 1st 2016
Today was an average school day, other than a little event that happened between two students in my English class.
Two girls, one of them being a very disrespectful, rude and dishonest girl that has been straight up a bully to me since 8th grade and my best friend, had a fight with another girl who has just been a little rude to me from time to time, but that’s because she has a short temper. I don’t know what happened, but I do know it started while they were chatting on Gmail. I sit at the back and we were working on a feature article, so I could see all the screens in front of me and those who don’t work chat with each other. At some point I lifted my head from my screen because I heard yelling and then I heard the two of them yelling at each other, calling each other names in English and in another language I don’t know about (not French cause I speak it, not Spanish either, don’t know the name, but I do know their Muslims), saying things like “It’s none of your business.” Honestly, at first I was rooting for the person agaisnt the disrespectful, rude and dishonest girl, because of how much I don’t like her for being so mean to my friends and I, but then I thought that I wasn’t the right thing to think about, it isn’t Christian. Anyway, I hope they sort it out.
Other than that, I realised I’ve been careless of trying to stay anonymous. My profile picture (or was if I decide to change it later) is a picture of one of my paintings, as well as in one my entries is the same one. Someone who easily saw my paintings in real life could know who I am, yet I don’t think I have to worry. Not many people know about this website and people who I do know are my father (who most likely forgot the name) and my best friend who says she reads my entries. I trust her though, she has proven to me several times in the past that she is trustworthy. For example, instead of saying “fanfiction” she says “story” to someone else whenever she says she’s reviewing them. However, now and then she does say fanfiction out loud. It isn’t that big of a deal, but people tend to jump to conclusions and think I’m writing pervy things—which I’m not, they are perfectly innocent.
I just don’t want people to know who I am, because if I ever write something about them and even though I will never use their names, if I write anything negative I don’t want them to see. I’m not going to be rude and say things like “she’s annoying and I hate her”, I’m not like that, but like earlier, the disrespectful girl is actually disrespectful and is slightly “popular”, so it would bring attention to me and cause me trouble and I would rather not. I hope I’m making sense. I’m tired and cause of that, my grammar is awful, or at least my phrase structure.
That’s all for today.