I was in class when this happened and we were talking with our teacher about our university plans and what are we planning to do in the future. She asked me what am I planning to do after high school.
“Study political sciences. I am really passionate about it and I can see myself in it”.
It was a rather weird answer given the fact that I am in med.school and for all I know, I was planning to continue medicine but my mind has changed. She smiled and said that they can’t wait to see me in politics when I heard someone laughing. It was the girl I really don’t like - she is arrogant and her hobby is to make fun of people most of the time.
“You in politics?! Hahaha! God forbid! You are a softie! That is a really funny scenario to imagine. Lara you are going to make a fool of yourself but then again, I live to see people making themselves look like fools so I won’t complain. You are really good person to make fun of”.
“The last time I checked, I didn’t ask what you think about my goals and it surely isn’t yours to say what am I, putting your nose where it doesn’t belong”.
“Oh shut up. You are nothing more than a softie and a person that is a complete fool. Everyone will laugh at you and I just can’t wait that moment. You are a complete retard Lara and you have always been. I feel sorry for you. Your life is very hard”.
The thing is that she said these things before, multiple times but I never did anything. I was silent and I thought that she would stop but she didn’t after all. Enough is enough, after 3 years of listening to the same comments.
At this point I decided to keep my mouth shut but I was literally boiling from the inside. I didn’t like her and I still don’t. She is what we Serbians call “nafurana devojka” (a girl that is full of herself). If I can’t stand something, it is when someone makes fun of me. I was bullied for 6 years before that and I just couldn’t stand someone doing something like that to me again. I was thinking what to do after that and while I was alone in the classroom, I saw her Sprite and her makeup on the table. There was a bug near the window (she hates bugs) so I took it and put it in her makeup and opened the Sprite enough and just waited for her to come back. The class started and miss making fun of everyone did what she always does - put makeup and drink in class. As soon as she opened her set, she screamed like someone is going to kill her and while she was flailing with her arms like this:
She knocked the Sprite right on her lap and made a mess. The teacher was angry as a bull and as soon as she was close to her table, she took her cellphone, told her that she will call her parents and sent her to the principal. While she was walking behind me to the door I just mumbled “oh I guess that I really am a softie”. This was my first “complete asshole” moment but I didn’t regret it. At all.