Shit (a journal)

24-7-24

(one am counts as the twenty-fourth)

Ok, next group of ex-fake friends or just ex-friends, dunno yet if they were actual fake or whatever

Towards the end of fifth grade, I became aquatinted with this group of girls

Not the smartest, but they were working on it

I was shoved to the side most of the time, and I didn't really care at the time, because I thought I had friends.

Somewherw in there, I and this other person, who I seriously can't remember their name, got into a fight.

She ran off, and one of my other friends was like, "ooh, is there drama happening?"

"Probably, I don't even know," I replied.

"Oooh! Yay I love drama!"

"Uhm, ok?" I said.

I ran after the girl I had a fight with, and tried to talk to her reasonably

I completely forgot what we were fighting about

Anyway, that happened and I got invited to a birthday party for one of the girls

I went, and regretted it

Let's just say, the two very clearly flirting with each other don't like lil ol me

She fought with me a lot, and I just left.

Oh yeah, and before that, when H and I were still friends, this happened

got yelled at by a kid in my class named Peyton. She said (or rather yelled) "NOBODY WANTS TO BE FRIENDS WITH A TRANSGENDER PERSON!" I felt hurt and like someone stabbed me in my heart. I cried. A lot. My friends came and asked me why I was crying. I told them and they went with me to talk to a adult about it. It soon got resolved, but she still hasn't apologized to me about it.

She also wants me to apologize to her, but uhm, excuse me? I'm not the one who screamed that, it was all you P.

Before that incident I was (and still am) trying to decide whether or not to tell the whole school about me and my pronouns and name stuff. I am going to try and get my friends to do that with me and me only, and not talk about or say my preferred name and stuff around other people.  But I have an entire week until I have to go back to school, cuz spring break.  With more research, I might actually consider telling the principal of my school to have my pronouns and name changed.

(Lil me, me almost in seventh grade me talking, that shit never happened, where I talked to the principal and yes, this happened last year, before spring break, so it being spring break I've rin a week is not true ATM)

Ok, yes the last paragraph is a vent, I did write a Keep Note about the incident, I did in fact copy it from the Keep Note to here

Ok, bye now! Well, for now mwahahahhaahha