Way To Go
April 28, 2006
I can’t remember if I mentioned this yesterday, but there was a SYG dance. It was my first event since my surgery, so I was really nervous about going back and getting into the swing of things. Not to mention, I already knew ahead of time that my “arch” enemy Maggot was going to be there, so I was kind of dreading that.
Maggot is a year younger then me, but she acts like she’s older and better then I am. I went to the week long camp last summer and she was there volunteering. She kept trying to boss me around and tell me what to do, even though I was doing what I was supposed to be doing while she was, er, socializing, with the cute cook. I can take criticism from the actual summer students, who are supposed to “guide” you and help you fix mistakes, but Maggot was bossing everyone around. Not to mention, she told another volunteer that she was only nice to me because my older sister is popular. Uh, ok. When I heard this I was pretty pissed off. At SYG, you’re not supposed to feel like you’re being judged by anyway. One of the summer students spent hours trying to convince me that this was true before camp. She told me I could wear my bathing suit and no one would judge me or ask me questions, in SYG, everyone excepts everyone. So I went to camp believing this, and then Maggot goes around and brings popularity to Sunrise. Ok, I’ve never been all that popular, but that wasn’t supposed to matter at Sunrise.
It didn’t get better over time. At the New Years party, my job was to fill the punch bowl whenever it got low and Maggot’s job was to help with bags and write name tags. Did she do her job? Uh, no. She acted all “OMG Miss Misery you’re SUPPOSED to be doing YOUR JOB and I get stuck with it EVERY TIME”. It seems like every time I went to get more punch, Maggot was in the fridge trying to complete my job while her job was forgotten over in the corner, and someone else had to do it. Towards the end of the night, I was running out of cranberry juice and NB suggested that I just ease off slowly because the members had to go to bed anyway. I did that, but Maggot thought I wasn’t doing my job and kept refilling it.
So last night Maggot arrives and says in the fakest voice ever “Hey Miss Misery, I’m glad you could come!!!” and bounces off to be an idiot elsewhere. She kept sending me dirty looks because I wasn’t up dancing the entire night. Whatever. I mentioned to her the day before that I hadn’t been in some time because I had had that surgery so there was no need for the dirty-you’re-not-dancing looks I was receiving. Towards the end of the night, I was sitting on a sofa talking to Cathy and a member. Maggot comes up and says “Miss Misery, can So-and-so sit there?”. Normally, I wouldn’t have a problem with this, however there was another couch that was completely empty, it was obvious that Maggot asked me to move just because she doesn’t like me. Whatever. I’m just ticked off because Maggot is totally ruining my experience with SYG. Every event that she’s not at, I have a blast, but she makes every event that she’s at horrible for me.
When I got home, things only got worse. I was put into an awkward position by one of my friends, who kept telling me he was in love with me. It seems he only does it after he breaks up with someone, and this kind of pissed me off. I am not a rebound or a garbage pail for people to empty their insecurities in, I’m a person. Plus, that friend happens to not be straight, so it makes it even MORE awkward for me. I only see him as a friend, and I didn’t think I’d have this problem with him because, well, he’s gay.
Today I we have dress rehearsal for our play. I bet Kyle and Kendall didn’t bring the supplies that I asked them too for props, so we’re going to be screwed. This whole play is a disaster. Yesterday, Kyle kept criticizing only the way Holena and I were acting. He was doing a perfect job and so was Kendall apparently. At one point, I suggested Kyle change the way he said something because it didn’t seem to go with what the situation was, and he said “Wait until we’re finished, then you can put your input in!” Uh, ok. Meanwhile, Holena and I couldn’t get through two sentences of our lines without an interruption from the two of them. At one point, I had to bite my tongue from yelling at Kendall. If we had a better written play that actually made sense, I’m sure Holena and I would do greatly on it. Kendall’s sentences made no sense. At one point, it says something like “We sorta left in a rush, and well……..I thought we should come back and, well….say goodbye!”. If Holena or I tried to change the order of the words to make it sound better, Kyle would say “That isn’t in the script!”. Obviously I am very frustrated.
April 28th, 2006 at 3:24 pm
Me thinks every time Meghan speaks to you, you ought to just shoot backL “Wow. That was rude.” and ignore her afterwards. She’ll get the hint. Sounds like she is the one who is insecure. And so is that guy. Good for you for recognizing your awesomeness!
Love Karen