Today I arrived at college a little late due to my little binge last night. I was relieved to notice the class wasn’t actually doing any work. The teacher decided that because today’s class was “Society and Culture Throughout History” we would watch a movie that “would provide an accurate depiction of the Roman way of life.”

I was gob smacked when she produced ‘Gladiator’.

I couldn’t believe I was sitting in a study room of the Historical Society watching ‘Gladiator’. I mean it’s a Hollywood movie, it sure as hell doesn’t provide an accurate depiction of the ‘Roman way of life!’

 

I was fuming! Oh and sitting alone…

Everyone else was happy…

 

I had my head on the desk looking out the window thinking of all the things I could be doing with this wasted time… I wanted to learn damn it, I wanted to challenge my mind… Not sit here surrounded by a mind numbingly thick group of immature brats watching movies all day!

 

Just then, someone plonked down in the seat right next to me. It was that girl. She was rummaging through her bag until finally she procured an MP3 player. She saw me watching her.

“Hey, I’m Maisy.” She said looking straight at me with those imposing eyes.

   “Hey.” I replied still half buried in my thoughts.

“So should I call you ‘hey’ or do you have a name?”

   “Oh sorry I was half asleep… it’s Lee”

“Well then Lee you seem about as interested in Russell as I am, so…” She offered me one of her earphones, which gladly I accepted.

    “Thanks”

 

The music wailing through it was one of my favorite bands, ‘The Shins’.

“I love these guys,” I said trying to make small talk.

    “Oh, it’s the soundtrack to a movie I like”

“Garden State?”

    “Yeah, it rocks my socks.” I nearly fainted when she said that because one of my favorite Rooogy pals says it too. (You know who you are)

 

Anyway we listened and scribbled on pieces of paper until the break.

On our break she took me to this little salad shop across the street and I found out she is also a vego like FLOUR POWER and me. We talked for about half an hour and she told me of all her boyfriend troubles and I found out that her mother, her father and her sister all died in a car accident three years ago, she was the only survivor! ! ! Poor thing.

I told her all about my Jezamay and she said she’d love to meet her. I think they’ll get on really well because Maisy loves knitting and crocheting. (She was wearing a cool cardigan that she had crocheted)

 

Anyway the guy from yesterday, the one that was the pain in the ass. His name is Derrick. I had words with Derrick after our break.

We were walking down the steps and he said something nasty to Maisy.

I think he said, “Hey freak… aren’t you hot wearing all black?” I’d had enough.

I have a pretty short fuse most of the time and I don’t tolerate fools. After yesterday I was well on my way to slipping into a homicidal rage…

I stopped where I stood and turned around to face him. He just looked at me with that cocky macho look that all bullies have. 

“Derrick, you’re a brainless, witless coward, my four year old son has a bigger vocabulary then you. Does picking on girls make you feel tough does it?” I tried to remain calm. He walked up close to me, trying to intimidate me.

   “Errrrrr, whatcha gunna do bout it?” what a moron.

“Derrick,” I began “if I wanted to I could knock out all your pretty little teeth and turn your face inside out, you’re just a scared little boy and if you don’t shut your mouth I’ll shut it for you. In other words…” I couldn’t help it my temper flared “…If you don’t have anything nice to say… DON’T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL!” I pushed him into the wall behind him and grabbed him by his shirt.

    “Alright man… I was only kidding around…” HA! I had him right were I wanted him it felt so good making a fool of him in front of all his macho friends and Barbie girl ditzes.

I love it when you’re in a bad situation and you manage to say all the right things. I could have gone further but I didn’t want to stoop to his level.

I let him go and I could see his eyes watering. What a… I don’t know what he is… Pathetic.

 

After our little altercation Maisy and I asked if we could leave because we had seen the movie a hundred times and had more important things to do. We caught the train to central together and then we went our separate ways.

 

I hope that idiot learnt his lesson today. I hope I don’t get in trouble and I hope that my teacher actually starts teaching us soon.

 

Whichever way you look at it, I made a new friend, embarrassed a Bully and got off early, a pretty good day really.