Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Breaking Point

Things of mine to see:

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I'm at a stage where I almost want to stop riding the bus to school. Stupid people.

I suppose if I'm going to tell this story, I should start a little ways back. Make that nearly four years. We were rather new in the neighborhood, and so were these people in a circle across the street. The kids came over to visit and we became friends. A few months later, we all hate each other, and this lasts up until sometime late last year.

Now they go to my school. They're twins, and their initials are B.B. and B.B. I only have problems with one of them.

Since she goes to my school, she rides the same bus as me, but a different stop that's really closer to my house than my stop is. Anyways, her and her sister (the one I can stand) usually sit around me.

Another thing now should be given: I'm normally a very passive person because I've trained myself to be that way. If I hadn't, things would be far worse for me, I'm sure.

Anyways, today on the way home from school, the annoying one sat next to me. I was listening to my iPod, and she was eating peanut butter cups. She asked for my cell phone, so she could browse the ringtone store, for what purpose, I don't know, but previously she had done this and burned 20 minutes of airtime. So I said no. She asks repeatedly for the device, and I consequently reply negatively.

After several go-arounds about this, the bus is on the freeway, booking it along at some 60 MPH. So obviously, I can't get up and move, not to mention the fact that there was nowhere to go and I was near the window, not the aisle. So what does she do but take a piece of her junk food and smash it under my left ear. After I clean it off my face I'm sitting there holding the mess and she does it again. I had to rub the crap off my face with my shirt. So it settles a little until we're in the neighborhood.

Once that happened, she started pseudo-punching me (putting her hand against my face and then pushing), and then she really did start to punch me in the face, lightly, mind you. She pulls on my ear and punches me some more. All the while I'm sitting there passively.

Up until she reached my breaking point. I grabbed her wrist and looked her straight in the eye and blatantly told her to stop. Unfortunately, this is just a little more than a block and a half from my stop.

If this shit keeps up, I'm just not going to ride the bus anymore. I'm going to get a ride from Katy and, when I can drive, drive myself.

I just think she's rather lucky my tolerance to her idiotic actions is as high as it is.

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