such as...

J-boy SPEAKING FOR ME in class last night... about why I don't like Christopher Columbus... without actually knowing WHY I don't like the guy.

YOU all may recall that for 4 years now, ON Columbus Day, I dedicate my entry to the reasons why I don't like the guy. I've disspelled myths (or tried to), given accurate and unbiased information, yadda yadda yadda...

Yet...

when Prof. Weasel asked me to explain an article we read about whether or not Columbus was a positive influence on the New World (in particular), I opened my mouth to speak and J-boy jumped in with, "Well, I'd like to say, on Her-Story's behalf..." (he looked to me for validation, but all I did was drop my jaw and widen my eyes) "...that I think the reason she hates Columbus is because of the indigenous thing... and well, we all know that she's a feminist and all..."

Before he could get cocky and do that cocky-know-it-all-face, I stopped him DEAD in his tracks with...

"Uh, excuse me... SHE is right here and fully capable of answering the question about WHY she dislikes something by herself. Thank you, but I think I can handle this myself..."

His eyes grew wide and he started his bantering yelling thing with...

"Well... I was just saying..."

Followed by me cutting him off with...

"Well... remember that I'm sitting right here... and, again, I am FULLY capable of answering a question about myself without help..."

Which was countered with...

"Well... from knowing you like I do..."

Only to be cut off by...

"Um, no offense, but you really don't know me all that well... besides, have you EVER asked me why I didn't like Columbus? I mean, other than me actually SAYING, "I don't like Columbus?""

The room grew silent, some chairs pushed back, obviously the people sitting in them were either afraid of ME (as some of them will probably admit sooner or later) OR they were waiting for a throw-down.

"Uh, well... Let me say this..."

"NO, J-boy, Prof. Weasel asked ME to answer the question, I think it's your turn to sit and listen."

(KABOOM)

He pouted and M-girl glared at me. Hey, guess what? I'm not afraid nor intimidated to give my opinion especially if it is about MY beliefs. So, call me a conservative... or a rightist... or whatever in the hell you call me... I'M speaking for myself... I don't NEED J-boy's validation nor explanation nor do I need M-girl's inept analysis about who I am and why I am the way I am because let's face it, the only people who know who I am IN real life are you guys (*claps for my d'land peeps*), and my good friends IRL (Yes, Wishtup, you ARE included)...I say things in my diary that some people never get to experience IRL... except for L, S, and T...

Who, by the way, think it's hysterical that M-girl and J-boy call me conservative AND feminist.

So, if thinking that abortion is wrong makes me conservative, then shove me to the right side of the room. I can't help what I believe... because as you all know, everyone believes in something and not everyone will agree, yet when you are MATURE and RESPECTFUL, it doesn't matter (technically) what your friends think because they are your friends and you appreciate them and respect them for who they are... NOT what they believe in. Right?

I thought so...

Anyway, so since last semester I've been labeled a bitch, a feminist, a rightist, an extreme conservative... and I think its ridiculously funny.

And, now its become a game... to see what they'll come up with next... because its easier to analyze someone that you disagree with. Wouldn't you agree?

I bring this up because my friend, x-USM called me up an hour ago and said, "They were talking about you again..."

So, being ever the curious one (or nosey, whichever you prefer), I asked him what it was that they said...

"M-girl thinks your mad at her" (We both laughed because we both know why I choose not to talk to her)
"And, they started to talk about the "elitist" thing again... J-boy is the brains, YOU are the bitch, BigM is the stupid one, and M-girl is the slut... and J-boy added that you don't trust anyone."

Ok we both laughed a lot... because its true. I've been burned A LOT by people who I've thought of as friends and later turn into mealy 7th graders looking to uproot a friendship for the sake of popularity.

I don't CARE if those two like me. I've had enough of them... trust me.

"And, well, you'll laugh... they said that you are an ANGRY feminist."

Ok, so what? If getting pissed at J-boy because he feels that women DO NOT contribute ANYTHING to society OR history makes me an angry feminist, then SO FUCKING BE IT.

Anyway, its making me reevaluate things. Its a good thing that I've stopped communicating w/ J-boy and M-girl outside of class. Its also a good thing that x-USMC is my back-watcher (I hear marines are good at that). And, its also a good thing that I'm done after this semester. I, for the record, haven't had to deal with ridiculous shit like this since um... MIDDLE school. I don't intend to fuel the fire by playing their game. When I don't like someone, I don't pretend to like them, I just choose to not talk to them. Sure I can be cordial and all, but you won't find me having coffee with them or hanging around talking to them after class. I just don't bother. Mean people suck... and, to be perfectly honest, my bark is sometimes worse than my bite, but there's one thing that some people DO know about me... I don't disregard people because they aren't like me.

So, tomorrow'll be interesting... I have another interview committee to sit on... for another professorial candidate... and maybe I'll play with my food a lil longer than usual... meaning, I'll LET J-boy and M-girl think I'm this mean isolationist... however, the downside is that they're telling EVERYONE that I'm a mean isolationist.

Granted, sometimes I like to be alone. I don't know why, maybe its because I don't play games with people and this ridiculous bullshit ends up pissing me off more than making me intimidated.

So, one of two things will probably happen tomorrow.
1. I envoke the spirits of nasty bitches and I reinvent myself by publicly CORRECTING both J-boy and M-girl in front of other people (but, I'm a lady, believe it or not, and may opt for a one-on-one conversation if anything)
or
2. I will not react and will continue being me... someone who offers assistance to others when they ask for it... a shoulder to cry on... a helper... a caretakers... an advice-giver... and a social butterfly.

For, if nothing else, I want people to know that I'm not an initial hater. I have a 3-strike policy with people... I don't like getting burned or stepped on...

Anyway, I'll update on this... because I have a feeling its going to get REALLY interesting and moderately entertaining before the semester is out.