So this year I thought I had a lot more friends.
A lot more close friends.
I was nominated to be a Winter Fest candidate...because I'm the only senior on the dance team.
A whole bunch of stuff went down and I even found a guy to run with me, Betty.
So today we had the voting. I voted for myself and Betty voted for me...and of course Peanuts voted for me too.
That was it.
I walked up to one of my best friends. She and I have been very close since 5th grade. "Did you vote for me?"
"No, I voted for *******."
Now, the girl that she voted for just so happens to be someone the teachers suggested shouldn't run because she's never at school (and she's been known to party a little too much).
Thank you for not voting for me.
Next friend. She didn't vote for me either.
The pattern continued.
Skizzle ran up to Peanuts and said, "I voted for you!" Peanuts said, "I was disqualified." Sizzle: "Oh, I heard Roses say that." THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU VOTE FOR SOMEONE YOU KNEW WAS DISQUALIFIED!!!
As I stand right next the two. Do you know how much it hurts to be in the center of a group of people and hear them all say who they voted for and you're name nowhere to be heard.
Now, I know I wasn't going to win, but I thought I would get more than 3 votes.
So I'm sitting in AP English, "Did anybody in this room vote for me?" No response.
Then I get really mad and say that I thought at least a couple of my friends would have voted for me.
This is what pisses me off.....then a girl behind me, whom I thought to be a good friend of mine says, "Well, I didn't know you wanted it."
Well I'm sorry I didn't buy your vote with a piece of candy.
I'm sorry I didn't stick a piece of paper with my name on it to your shirt.
I guess all the posters I put up didn't get my point across that I actually wanted to get votes.
I didn't think I had to ask my friends to vote for me. I'm such a stupid person for thinking that if they saw my name on the ballot they would go, "Oh, she's my friend!"
The best part was all the people I thought were my friends telling me to stop complaining because I didn't win.
I'M NOT BITCHING BECAUSE I DIDN'T WIN. I'M BITCHING BECAUSE MY "FRIENDS" AREN'T REALLY WHO I THOUGHT THEY WERE.
Thanks guys. I thought I would have gotten more than 3 votes.
196 days until I leave this town, and I'll be glad to get the hell away from you.
I know I'm crying over something pathetic, but it's not pathetic to me. This shows me how much my friends really value me.
When Mrs. Reilly said there would be no king and queen candidates I was the first person to beg her to change her mind BECAUSE IT MEANT SOMETHING TO ME.
Jumping up and down screaming "I get to run for Winter Fest!" should have been an indicator that it meant something to me.
I really know how important I am to you guys now.
Thanks for making me feel like shit. You guys did such a good job of it.
Oh, and a nonsarcastic thank you to Tasha and Will...who DID voted for me.
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4 comments:
You know, you're an amazingly entertaining person. from all the things you've suffered from to this terribly terribly heartbreaking scenario. You make me fucking laugh my ass off.
You're pathetic.
You're the epitome of everything I would never, ever want to be.
And the three people who voted for you--well, two, since you counted yourself, are probably the only two people who REALLY like you that much at all.
You make me sick.
It's dickheads like you who make people like me want to cut themselves.
Yes, I am pathetic. I believe I've covered that topic in other posts. But you know what? I'm 17 FUCKING YEARS OLD.
This is what is important in my life right now--my friends.
Who the hell are you to judge me? You're not God.
At least I have more of a life than sitting at home reading blogs from a 17 year old girl. What, couldn't you find any good porn?
Oh, mercy, Lemons. I'm so sorry you feel so bad over this. And you certainly do not need anybody else adding to your misery, as the first commentator did. Shame on that person.
High school is just a popularity contest, and those 'friends' that you have right now, I can forecast that, as with nearly all people who graduate, they won't be close to you after you don the cap and gown.
You're way too good to let people get you down, Lemons. Keep your head up, and stay strong.
I voted for you Mari... I even remember....
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