Let's Get Hypothetical
I realized that I was no longer shy and able to stand up for myself the day that Lauren Narkoweiz took ‘my seat’ on the school bus and I hit her over the head with a rolled up poster that I had been carrying. Though that was a violent tactic, it got her to move and I felt all powerful. In 8th grade people were scared of me because I might hit them. But this was better than everyone calling me names, at least now I wasn’t afraid to fight back. While this was a good tactic from 8th grade through 12th grade, it doesn’t work so well now at the age of 22. I find it difficult to just breathe and relax, while attempting to see how just how many ways I can use the word cunt in a proper sentence. For the record, I just found about 50 ways to use it. I can tell you one thing for sure, if you yell at me for no fucking reason and speak to me like I’m your goddamn child, then I have no choice but to use a few choice words about you. Thankfully though, I’ve learned to curb this behavior and keep it to myself and two other interested parties. But if you cannot be mature and learn to wipe your own ass and get your facts straight, who’s to say that I need to do so in return?
You know, hypothetically speaking.
Now, I shall heed the words of the esteemed General and get over it.