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Holy fuck this wattpad has been sitting in my drafts for like 2 weeks with a half ass attempt to talk about how blah blah said I am about J------ but I'm deleting it and rewriting it because the title is too fire not to keep.
I'm fired up as I'm writing this. I'm off maybe 3 hours of sleep and stressed out of my mind. I handed in our stupid club budget after class but who gaf. I wanted to tell you about this kid in my class. Lets call him ummmm idk Greg. That's not his real name but his real name is kinda gay and I like Greg better because it reminds me of Diary of a Wimpy kid. Or Onision.
So I met this kid in my 8 am class one day when we were picking groups for this dumb project we have to do. It's a video about whatever we want and it just has to be 5 minutes per person in the group. The first two days it was just me and one of the special ed kids which I was so excited about because everyone else in that class is unbelievably cringe, so I had a good out. My partner, his name being Michael, told me he liked music. I was going to do some music themed trivia or whatever, something easy and simple. Then the next class Greg joins our group and we start talking about music. He tells me he's into skramz (which he calls screamo but I prefer skramz and also who gaf) and we talk about I Hate Sex (Edmonton forever) and whatever. He starts hitting me with "oh I listen to shoegaze" and I'm like "oh ok cool who" and of course its like my bloody valentine and slowdive and whatever. I'm not a musical purist ok and I'm not an asshole but like.. yeah I can tell. Anyway he notices my Jeff sticker and I'm like yeah ok maybe he's alright. But I notice he does this thing I HATE that I know you, Ben, are incredibly guilty of.
He's talking about things he knows of as if he is super into it. Oh my god it was so annoying. He asked me "Ok No Dream or Ska Dream" and I'm like "oh yeah depends on the song" because that's my genuine answer. I ask him what he thinks and he's like "oh yeah...ummm.. Idk I'm not super familiar with him." THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK ME THAT. God maybe I'm just being actually Annie about this and I know he was just trying to connect and be nice but I'm not going to pretend to know about stuff I don't. I could tell he was super nervous to talk to me which made me super angry for no reason. He was shaking when showing me stuff on his phone and stumbling and stuttering a lot. I was like ok bruh. But anyway he decided for the group we should bring in a skramz band and like film them. I kind of did not want to do that but I didn't care enough to object and was kinda just like yeah ok. He then talks about all these local bands he knows and im like ok idgaf can you get a band to play or not. He says hell try and that's the end of class.
Then he just doesn't. Like actually he just doesn't. So I'm coming up with a different idea and all the other groups are doing stuff that's like extremely complicated but why would I ever do that. So I decide ok yeah lets just interview people about music and boom done. Me and Michael write up questions that are simple and like whatever.
Next class, which was today, I come in actually look so incredibly haggard. It's the first class I don't wear makeup, my hair is in the first stages of being greasy, and I'm wearing jeans and a car seat headrest shirt. And of fucking course its the day were doing a run through of our groups video. Man I was mad asf. Didn't even tell us last class. So whatever I actually do not care what anyone in those stupid film classes thinks of me so I'm like whatever lets ball. We set up the table for the interview and its me interviewing Greg. One other thing is he will not hold a conversation or eye contact with me at all. Like we'll sit in silence and I'll try to talk to him and he will give an empty response while not even looking at me so I just dont even try. So we're sitting in fucking silence while the entire class films us and does our mics and stuff. But like who cares.
