So my brother plans on this supposedly awesome outing on Sunday with Micheal, we're going to the movies and maybe do some shopping. Now, it would be fairly awesome - that is, until bro suddenly mentioned, "Oh by the way I invited Miss M* as well."
I don't usually dislike people - I don't think I've actually really hated
anyone in my entire life. Miss M, however, just happens to be one of those extremely rare few that I do hold a strong feeling of dislike for. Not hate, mind you. Not hate. Just an extreme dislike.
She was my junior back in Junior High, and her cousin was my classmate. Her cousin I have no problem with, in fact we were pretty good friends until he transferred schools. Miss M, on the other hand, was one of those b*tches (please excuse the language)
who walked around as if she owned the place and took pleasure out of picking on people she deemed less awesome than herself, or people whom she knew wouldn't have the guts to chew her out on it. Oh, how I disliked her. Her holier-than-thou attitude really grated on my nerves, I shudder when I think about it now. I dearly longed to squash her into her place many a time, but I was much too polite to place my foot up her butt when she started twanging my nerves. I did politely
tell her to shut up and get the hell out of my face a couple of times however, and eventually she ceased attempting to step on me and moved on to some other poorly victim(s) instead.
Junior High was so so so so long ago, but she's just one of those people that I'd really rather not see again for the rest of my life. Oh, I know, it was so long ago, perhaps she's changed for the better now, but I ran into her at the end of last year, and with the very first eye-contact, I knew immediately she was just the same b*tch she ever was, only perhaps snarkier and more cunning with age. We smiled and exchanged polite How-Are-Yous, as all girls do - but the uncomfortable tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I also noticed her ability to irk me greatly with her subtle snarky remarks has only increased with the years.
Why are girls so catty? You don't see boys having this problem with each other. My brother seems completely oblivious to my lack of enthusiasm regarding Miss M, and I wonder if it's just a girl thing or if boys are just completely dense towards closet girly catfights. In fact, he chided me for not being thrilled at the prospect of a bitch-reunion, much to my indignance. Geez, boys!
*sigh* I wish I could squeeze out of having to spend an entire day with her this weekend. Maybe I could just say I have to work and run off to spend the day at Sammy or MJY's place instead, but then I'd feel so bad about lying. Oh dear. Suck it up, Yin. Just one day. Looks likely to be the longest day of my life, however. D:
Enough whining now! In other news, we ended up standing in the middle of the street today, talking for an entire hour
with MJY, McGeek and McCutie. The conversation ranged from FF12 --> Digimon --> Sports --> Dodgeball --> Games in high school --> Mushrooms --> Food --> Iron Chef. It was awesome. xD
And then MJY took me aside and in true honour to our recent Walking With Dinosaurs
experience + upcoming easter, gave me an Easter surprise!!
Omg, chocolate overload complete with giant golden egg and choco-rocks!! You're killing me!! xD And that dinosaur = cutest thing ever, y/y?
Thank you MJY~!!!!! ♥ ♥ ♥
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