I absolutely hate it when something occurs in my life, and I pause and realize, "If this were happening in a novel, I'd underling that as something significant that I could write a homework assignment/essay on." DAMN IT!

So, 8th grade crush girl. Is on tech with me. Leaving aside the issue of whether they actually like her, our two tech bosses flirt with her ad nausium. And today, unless my intuitions have severely deserted me, the other junior member of tech has the hots for her too. Me and crush girl have discussed before how bosses flirting with her means favoritism, and her not getting yelled at and stuff. So me and her were talking in the hallway today, and we brought up (so I'm not the only one who noticed this) that other junior techie likes her too. And me and other junior techie are, in some combination of us, taking over tech next year, but technically she gets dibs on "tech head" b/c she was here first. So I say to crush girl, "damnit, you're never going to be yelled at in tech ever!" Jokingly, of course (though it's really annoying, actually, how much favoritism she gets, and what asses our bosses are to me...). And she replies (also jokingly, but still...) "yep, every head of tech is gonna fall for me... and so will you!"

"And so will you?"

DAMNIT! WHY IS SOME TEENAGER SOMEWHERE READING MY LIFE IN ENGLISH CLASS????