Friday, 7 December 2007
04:39:41 AM (GMT)
Do you realize how HELLISH it is to go to a Christian Academy?I was supposedly
enrolled as a "present" from my Christian grandmother,and it is a "curse" to my
Atheist mother.It's hardly Christian at all.We see children making out and cussing
each other out.(It's kind of funny,actually) The garden is bigger than the actual
football feild,because our academics come before our sports teams.How is gradening an
academic of ANY kind?Anyway,my school is the subject of way too many fights between
Grams and Ma.
That's not even the worst part.Noo..her name would be Miss.Delporto,the campus
counselor.She's a stuck up bitch who acts way too sluttish,and tries to pick up
random guys during after/before school hours.She even tried to flirt with me,which is
incred-e-bleh creepy.Well anyway,my mother sent me there because of my being
Bisexual.She wanted me to "talk my feelings out with an educated professional".In
other words,"Talk your feelings out to an uneducated slut.Maybe that'll make you
straight." our conversation started out with an average hello and she asked me if I
was happy to be out of Algebra.Of course I was,but I kept silent,and gave her
something of a glare.
Miss.Slut:"Well you know why we're here?"
Me:"To trash talk about my orientation?"
Miss.Slut:"No.To talk about the underlying meaning of your...decision.."
Miss.Slut:"Yes..maybe somewhere in your subconscious...your mind is making you...be
Miss.S:"Like...you're insecure with girls?So you turn to guys.."
Me:"If what you say is true,Miss.D,then you turn to dressing sluttish to hide the
fact that you are insecure about your age?"
Me:"And the age in question is no less than forty and no more than fifty,am I
Me:"Mid-life crises do NOT look good on ladies,Miss.D"
Miss.S:"Mr.Elliot...that is no way to talk to an authority figure.But since I'm a
nice lady,you're off the hook this time.Just leave!"
Me:"Glad to,Miss.D.I'm happy we had this productive talk!"
Then I left.Now that I look back it was kind of..funny xDD I wasn't laughing at the
time,though.I was majorly pissed off.At least I outsmarted her..wasn't too hard..she
WAS a blonde.She wasn't even pretty...she could turn a straight guy gay..and she was
flat chested.(Kind of) Ahem..not that I cared..or was looking..or anything.
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