I have a rival. She is friends with Irritating Girl and her ilk. Some days, my rival and I are friends, and some days, we are practically killing each other. Currently, we are enemies.
My rival thinks it's totally possible and acceptable to "beat the gay" out of someone. She also believes that they'll become perfectly straight after said beating. Um, no. Sorry, but I'm not going to suck dick. Ever. Not even if you beat me to within an inch of my life.
Still, when she told me she condoned beating up gays, I was floored. Sure, she's a homophobic little bitch, but REALLY? What shocked me even more was that someone even agreed with her!
Me: What is WRONG with you? Suuure, let's beat up someone for not living the way you want them to! Perfectly reasonable!
Her: Well, being gay is wrong. Haha!
HAHAHAHA fuck you.
Humanity makes me weep.
Something epic did occur today, however. Irritating Girl and my rival were giggling at my being gay. I smiled and said to Irritating Girl, "You know... I really don't think you have room to talk," referring to French Class Girl's raging attraction to her.
She freaked out and yelled, "Um, EXCUUUUSE me?" and I ran off giggling. x3
In other news, I failed my geometry test. GREAT! You know what? I don't even care. Fuck geometry.
The thought of what happens to people who die in outer space without spacesuits is stuck in my head. It... it disgusts me. People don't REALLY explode and then float around as a big blob of explody mess, do they? Ew, I can't think about that without gagging. Ewww! Oh, man, I've GOT to know. I've just got to!