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A lot of my friends have been talking about how angry they've been because of volleyball, lately. I guess I'll share my perspective on this.

I don't give a shit.

I don't give a shit if anybody hates me because everyone already does. I don't give a shit if a group of nobodies who'll peak in high school and grow up to do absolutely nothing calls our group hypocritical which is why I just was going to adress the subject.

I didn't want to let it get under my skin. That's partially reason I chose to sit. Buss has no patience. You guys make it out like we were sitting for hours. We weren't. (Again not trying to invalidate anyone's feelings)

I chose to sit because I'm sick of Buss's shit. I get that you want to reason with him, but I've been reasoning with him for 7 months. Personally, me and Leah have been on board to kick him out for a while. Plus, it's Leah's ball. I don't know if you noticed, but Im not only kicking Buss out. I kicked Tavin and Shelly out and they're some of my close friends.

I didn't want to move because Buss would just follow us. Take Shelly for example. We kicked her out and she thought it was a joke. She kept coming back until we physically stopped her from playing by withholding the ball. It didn't take her that long to lose interest and leave. She doesn't play with us anymore. You know that anyone we kick out is gonna keep coming back. Colt is another example. He kept kicking the ball away from us until we held onto the ball and he stopped in two days.

This strategy has worked with literally everyone we've done this on. What's different this time? I said fuck? It's one of your friends and not mine like the last three times?

I don't know about you guys, but I'm a firm believer of standing my ground. I'm tired of having to move because some dumbasses are pissing us off. Im not gonna move from my spot because of some dickhead ball spikes. That just shows them that they control what you do. Nobody can make me move. I'd rather they fuck off.

Once Leah's back, I promise to be more inclusive on choosing if we move or not, but personally, I know that we were all getting worked up and it was probably best if we all just sat down. Also, like I commented in Air's story, we don't need volleyball to have fun. What happened to good old conversation?

We're not feeding into his ego if we don't talk to him at all. If we don't acknowledge that he's there. We'll talk to Leah about it. It's fine.

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