yay for stupid people

dont get me wrong. i expect the stupid remarks about my clothes, hair, etc. that i get being that i live in Hicks, Louisiana.

but a;dja;df

i guess it was just jackass day becuase every way i turned, i had to hear it.


well i need to rant so here we go


here was my craptastic outfit & all that jazz for the day
http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/800...9mediumkc3.jpg
http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/550...41winceyn3.jpg
nothing that great. i am crap with make up. but i really dont care cause i like it


but it still gets very annoying when you keep hearing lame ass shit & have to put up with major Hick fuckheads

first i'm walking out of the hallway to head to my next class & well i go to a Pre-K through 12th school so a 6th grader walks by me & goes "woah, what is wrong with your face"
now due to my complete lack of tolerance when it comes to young boys i ignored him but walked off thinking about how nice it would be to finally kick him when his balls finally do drop

so i was a bit annoyed but i ignored it.
:rolleyes:

so the day goes on. & lunch comes.

& of course, i walk by yet ANOTHER little shithead 6th grader who is clearly a hick & i hear "what the hell". as he watches me walk by.

so i went off on the poor little dumbass.



then i'm in the office of my school because i have to run back & forth for yearbook things. & my principal has to pop off to me "i thought you were told last year not to wear that again" referring to my tutu.
the jackass. i was actually told not to wear just the tutu again. which i did. i put a pair of stockings on & the tutu. haha that caused a riot. My vice principal told me there was no problem with the tutu. just the fact that it showed off a little more off me than the dress code permited. but it would be okay with pants underneath.
but yeah, i wanted to slap him because i wasnt in the mood to put up with THAT
so i just said "the problem was that i didnt have pants on underneath it"
& walked off.


THEN i come home
& my father wont shut up about how i look like i'm running off to join the circus
& my mother is blabbing about how i am such a bad kid & they should have been STRICTER with me. all because my make up.
WTF



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nothing they say will stop me from liking what i like but sometimes it gets really fucking annoying to have to hear that.

or maybe its just me.

blargy


but thats the end of my rant now.

thank you for listening
fuckyou & have a nice day. :thumb:

You're not the first person I've met online or elsewhere whose parents (and other folks) have made remarks about just because of your makeup and the way you dress.
Fact of the matter is, you'd be pretending you're somebody that you're not if you dressed any differently. If it works for you, then who gives a flying fuck what people think?

*giggles* and the tutu incident does sound rather amusing. But go you for reminding the principal about the lack of pants being the issue, not the tutu itself. ;)

Just keep doing your thing. :)

It may just be me, and this is probably definetly the wrong place for me to say this, but honestly, wt f do you expect?

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Originally Posted by GnArKiLL

It may just be me, and this is probably definetly the wrong place for me to say this, but honestly, wt f do you expect?

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In a way I kinda agree...I think what you are wearing is fine, if you like it then its good. but at the same time, you have to expect people to be the morons they are, and by not being a cookie cutter the bs and remarks kinda come with the territory. So props to you for dealing with peoples shit, but dont expect it to end anytime soon:rolleyes:

Oh man I went to school one day with this HUGE upside down cross from under my right eye, and the principal pulled me aside and threatened to send me home. haha. I was like "Whatev."

Whenever I get comments about my clothes or whatever I comeback with...
"Thankyou for proving to the world that you are a moronic sheep"
Whatever they say after that I respond with...
"Baaaaaaaaa, Baaaaaaaaa..." etc.
When they finally ask why I am "Baaaa"ing at them I tell them that i'm trying to communicate in their language. At that point I walk away and if they try to say anything I continue "Baaaaa"ing. It usually either confounds them or if they do get it then they get offended.

yeah, i used to get that crap back when i was in hiskool too.... then i started dressing like an IRS agent, and people shut the fuck up fast, apparently i'm way scarier when i try to blend in :1orglaugh

see when people do that, just wait till they turn thier back, then piss on thier leg. it works every time.

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Originally Posted by GnArKiLL

It may just be me, and this is probably definetly the wrong place for me to say this, but honestly, wt f do you expect?

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yes, true.
as i said, i expect it.
but after they've all seen it everyday for the past like 2 years.
i'd thought they had gotten all the retarded comments out of them

but appearantly no.

so i felt like ranting. :cool:

heh .... a school with all the grades. That must be a real small town you live in

the horror...the horror

Nah, people are just dicks all of the time. Generally, I've found that if you actually confront people about the shit they say, they'll back down 95% of the time, until they eventually just give the fuck up on bothering you.

gha... why would you want to dress like everyone else? all the girls in my high school dressed like whores :S NO i dont want to wear capri pants to fucking tight i end up getting a cameltoe... NO i dont want to show off my tits right thru my shirt to everyone in school... ew...
people used to laugh at the crazy pants i would wear, and id just kinda laugh at them behind their back, cause like switchkitten says... THEY ALL ARE THE SAME SHEEP!!... basically.
and i had this army jacket i used to wear every day cause it was comfy as hell and just warm enough to keep me cozy... and this fuckin dude used to call me commando steve... god knows why haha... so one day for halloween i showed up dressed in full camo clothes with a lipstick/black powdered eyeshadow bullethole in my head HAH... (i killed comando steve) still wore the army jacket tho... comffeeyyyyyy...
need to make more pants... *runs to the thrift store and the cheap fabric store* muhahaa...

sometimes you have to know how much is too much for certain situations. you've said before how small the town is that you are from & how horribly your parents treat you... i would think that maybe you'd try to stay under the radar a little bit for the time being. no offense. but yeah.

i was known in high school for pushing the limits of what i could wear without being too ostentatious (never was much on the makeup)... i remember two instances where i totally flaunted convention. after my sophomore year the school never had another "wacky tacky day", they can all thank me. at 15 i saw that as an open invitation to wear thigh highs, a skirt that was fingertip length if i pulled it all the way down on my hips, and a lab coat. oh, and i put orange in my hair, which stayed for ages. most people just wore a plaid shirt with a polka dot skirt or something. hee hee. i also remember a particular day in the same year when a friend and i each wore white pants with a size XL green jersey-styled shirt by the porn star clothing company. on the front it said PORN STAR with a giant 69 under it. oh yes, it was a day for double takes & lots of yelling.

My mom used to call me Satan's Whore when ever i was dressed. Heck i was going ot regestration at school wearing a silver fitted t and a black denim skirt and she told me i looked like the Devil's Harlot. I would quietly mutter under my breath soemthing aobut not speaking ill of your brother and wait till i got outside to pull up my fishnets. My favourite wa steh morning hollers from that woman about my eylner " you are not Cleopatra, take off the tails." my dad never said anything ot me, he just shook his head and went back to what he was doing.

It's okay kiddo, either they'll get sick of being ignored or you'll eventually move out either way it doesn't last.

K