It seems like this blog will be a blog full of hate. But it's okay. That means I'll be able to get all my hatred out here and be a better person in real life. Or something like that.......
So this post will be about today in yearbook. And yes, it refers to specific people, but I know for a fact that they will never read this. But just in case, I'll use pseudonyms.
So today we were having a meeting, talking about elements for next year's yearbook. And since I'm the copy editor (which means I edit all the text in the yearbook), I had to come up with a list of catchy phrases we can use next year on the pages. Now I had a group of people who helped me come up with the list. I'll call them Girl 1 and Girl 2 (Girl 2 doesn't come up much in this particular rant...). Now we were collaborating and coming up with the list of phrases, and it was obvious that Girl 1 and I came up with the majority of the phrases, but that was okay. I was fine with that. Back to the meeting. So we were having a nice discussion, but Mrs. Smith (Yes I realize that you're probably going to be the only one reading this, Mrs. Smith, but I'll still refer to you by name) noted that Girl 1 and Girl 2 weren't here for the discussion when we were talking about the work they helped with. Now this next part requires a little bit of background....
FLASHBACK TO YESTERDAY
Mrs. Smith was busy that day, so she couldn't sit in on our meeting, but we continued anyways and resolved to let her know what we discussed. Our meeting was about the list that Girl 1, Girl 2, and I came up with over the past several weeks when we were trying to remember these 4 specific phrases that we had already decided to use as overarching themes for the 4 sections of the yearbook (for the sake of secrecy of the yearbook's theme, I'll use different phrases). Now no one could really remember what they were except for Girl 1. She insisted that one of them was "Looking back." She was right. But the other members didn't trust her judgement and ignored her comment and continued on searching for the single sheet of paper that had the theme names on it.
"Looking back. Looking back. Looking back. Looking back," Girl 1 declared repeatedly.
"Oh. It is 'looking back,'" Annoying 1 reluctantly admitted. (Please note that Annoying 1 is essentially the manager of yearbook)
Now the other yearbookers quietly snickered at Girl 1's insistence and mocked her for (paying attention in meetings?) repeatedly reiterating the theme. (Also note that the main "posse" behind this mockery includes but is not limited to Annoying 1, Annoying 2, and Annoying 3)
Last piece of background: Girl 1 has repeatedly asserted that she preferred a different theme than what we eventually chose. She loved the theme "Back to the Past" (again, editing the actual name for yearbook's sake).
FLASHBACK OVER
So Mrs. Smith had just casually asked the class where Girl 1 was. The class replied that no one really knew where she was. Mrs. Smith continued on anyways. At this time, our meeting was going on well. We were having a nice discussion when Mrs. Smith wondered what the 4 main themes of the yearbook were. Annoying 2 replied mockingly, "Looking back, Looking back, Looking back, Looking back. Oh my gosh shut up Girl 1 haha." The other girls of the posse took this as a chance to mock her even further and continued to repeat somethings that Girl 1 had said and repeated them and repeated them and repeated them. "Back to the Past, Back to the Past, Back to the Past, Back to the Past," Annoying 3 jeered. Everyone in the classroom (keep in mind that a few people were missing that day) except me chimed in with her own jest that mocked someone else absent from the room.
I kept quiet.
I would like to point out that one person who took part in this collective bullying was complaining to me not 3 weeks ago how some people made fun of Girl 2 during another meeting. I'll call her Hypocrite 1. A few weeks ago she made an impassioned speech about how Annoying 1, 2, and 3 were always making fun of everyone in the class.
This specific incident is a huge part of why I don't speak up as much as I would like to. Girl 1 is friends with Annoying 2 and 3 (Or at least more friends with them than I am), and she gets treated horribly when she isn't here. Her 'friends' are rude and condescending, and I would hate to think what they would say about me if I wasn't in class one day. Me, who is the outsider in that class, who isn't remotely friends with any of the "Annoyings."
So I keep quiet.
At the end of the meeting, Mrs. Smith remarked that my list was very complete and that there were some great ideas. I informed her that Girl 1 came up with a good portion of the list. The Annoying posse quickly jumped on that statement and immediately made fun of Girl 1's tendency to research any and every topic (And how is that a bad thing? At least she's educating herself unlike some people...).
"I swear. Girl 1 doesn't even do her homework when she gets home. All she does is research stuff," said Annoying 2.
At that moment, our meeting ended and we went to do our own thing. The Annoying posse sat around and did nothing but each their lunches. Hypocrite 1 darted out to another teacher's classroom. And I retreated back to the cave, Bio review book in hand.
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