17 Jun 2009
Freak Alley.
In Facebook news, someone scanned and posted the large composite 8th grade class photo and tagged most everyone in it. Lots of the scary freak girls are tagged, and thus when one of them makes a comment, I get an email with the following subject:
Jenny Meanstein Who Tried to Kick Your Ass in 1985 commented on a photo of you
And I die a little bit inside. A few weeks ago there was this exchange between the scary freak girls (who are giving the camera the stink-eye in their black Ozzy t-shirts):
Jenny Meanstein: We look so MEAN! How horrible!
Lucinda Asskicker: Girl, we WERE mean! LOL
Today there is a discussion about what the area was called where the scary freaks hung out — freak corner or freak alley? And I got this email a few minutes ago:
Kelly Awfulness commented on a photo of you:
“It was freak corner and freak alley was the scheduled arena for afternoon fights!”
The glee in the part about the fights gave me hives. Do you know how many times the scary freak girls ordered me to freak alley after school? And how many times I hid in the school office until I saw my mother’s car drive up? HIVES. I now have a hive virus.
June 17th, 2009 at 5:07 pm
Oh god. You’re making a very good case against Facebook right there. The worst I’ve had so far is the jerk who verbally abused me all through middle and high school (called me names, told me I was fat, ugly, etc.) who commented on a photo of me with some high school friends. And yeah, when I saw his name in my inbox, I almost threw up.