April 29, '98

Di--

HE touched me, and I have the world's most obnoxious male specimen to thank for it.

The obnoxious male specimen is Fayez Gazan. I swear, if there were a jerk award, he'd win it by a whisker-- Gorgeous would be an eighth of an inch away.

ANYHOW, we're writing paragraphs in English, and we're down to the check-it-over-with-your-ASSIGNED-partner-stage. I was assigned Jerkboy. (It's totally unfair how the teachers pair Fran & me --the smart ones-- w/ jerks like him when he doesn't even LEARN from his mistakes!)

The airhead was being an asshole & pretending he couldn't read my writing or understand my vocabulary. (What do you expect from a guy who doesn't even know how to punctuate his own sentences- much less spell his own name?) He pretended he couldn't read sounds, and just when I was beyond royally pissed off, he called in the love of my life to "investigate."

Oh, God, oh God, I thought as my sweetie skimmed the paper.

"Whoa... this is supposed to be a paragraph, not a page," he said.

I turned away, annoyed, on the verge of ripping Bimbo's paper to shreds. (Since I couldn't do that, I did the next best thing-- marked everything I could find).

Fayez asked E.K. about "sounds," & how it didn't have the right spelling. Of course, being Jerkhead's friend, he was apt to agree.

"I know you thought you were the best speller in the world," he said, patting my shoulder. I wanted to take that hand & slap him clear across the face at that point!

There're a million other annoying things he did, but I'm too angry to write them down. I don't care if Eli DID "touch me." What's the big deal, anyway?

Steamed,
Vanessa

Di--

HE touched me, and I have the world's most obnoxious male specimen to thank for it.

The obnoxious male specimen is Fayez Gazan. I swear, if there were a jerk award, he'd win it by a whisker-- Gorgeous would be an eighth of an inch away.

ANYHOW, we're writing paragraphs in English, and we're down to the check-it-over-with-your-ASSIGNED-partner-stage. I was assigned Jerkboy. (It's totally unfair how the teachers pair Fran & me --the smart ones-- w/ jerks like him when he doesn't even LEARN from his mistakes!)

The airhead was being an asshole & pretending he couldn't read my writing or understand my vocabulary. (What do you expect from a guy who doesn't even know how to punctuate his own sentences- much less spell his own name?) He pretended he couldn't read sounds, and just when I was beyond royally pissed off, he called in the love of my life to "investigate."

Oh, God, oh God, I thought as my sweetie skimmed the paper.

"Whoa... this is supposed to be a paragraph, not a page," he said.

I turned away, annoyed, on the verge of ripping Bimbo's paper to shreds. (Since I couldn't do that, I did the next best thing-- marked everything I could find).

Fayez asked E.K. about "sounds," & how it didn't have the right spelling. Of course, being Jerkhead's friend, he was apt to agree.

"I know you thought you were the best speller in the world," he said, patting my shoulder. I wanted to take that hand & slap him clear across the face at that point!

There're a million other annoying things he did, but I'm too angry to write them down. I don't care if Eli DID "touch me." What's the big deal, anyway?

Steamed,
Vanessa