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The mean elf

While working today, I had a random flashback to high school, sitting in class next to this girl who was always mean to me. I don’t recall her name, but she had very elf like features. She would always call me a fag, and she did it in such an odd way. She’s just come in and sit down next to me and say something off the wall.

The weird thing was that she’d try to have conversations with me. For example, she’d tell me about her weekend, and then ask which boy I had butt sex with, all in a very matter-of-fact way. She was so cruel, and said things in such a nonchalant way, like she didn’t care that she was hurting me.

One day, I just looked at her and said “Why are you so mean to me?”. Can’t you just hear the little boy innocence in that question? She simply replied “Why do you act like such a faggott?”

I didn’t know I was acting any way. It’s hard for a young boy to understand that the way he speaks or acts is “fag-ish” when he isn’t even trying.

Oh well… The good news is that I’d never let anybody talk to me that way today.

Thu, Sep 20, 2007 @ 3:28 pm | Filed in Gay | Permalink

3 Comments

Someday we’ll have a time machine and then they’ll all regret it And I mean them because the same thing happened to me when I was small; well, it wasn’t exactly a girl, neither in class, it was a guy in the school bus. Do you reckon they had anything to do with the fact we’re gay?

Posted by danny on Thu, Sep 20, 2007 @ 3:38 pm

I remember a girl like that in junior high school.
She had hair all the way down her back, it was my first encounter with the exotic creature called Pentecostal.
She had an acid, nasty mouth.
And called herself “holy”.

Posted by DEL on Thu, Sep 20, 2007 @ 7:22 pm

All I can say is that I’m sure Karma was not friend to her. It sucks that we all have to go through that kind of stuff but I’m sure there were good people too. For example I was walking down the hall of my high school and this dumb jock starting teasing me and calling me a fag because of the way I was dressed. This girl I knew (let’s call her M) but was not truly friends with pushed the dumb jock up against the wall and ripped him a new one including telling him I was more of man than he would ever be because I had to balls to do what I wanted. I would hope you had a few M’s in your school too.

Posted by martini-dan on Thu, Sep 20, 2007 @ 10:42 pm