I Hope Your High Horse Gets Put Down Like That Horse That Won the Kentucky Derby (?) and Then You Won't Have A High Horse Any Longer

I realized there's nothing more annoying to me than 24-28 year old males. Like, you're not that much older than me (not as mature [and yes, that was very snobbish, but, hey, you're reading a blog.]) and like we get it, you are a dick.

Last night, this was brought to a point. Duuuude! was being such a dickface. This was after telling me twice to buy things and use them because he told me to use them, then saying that he never told me to buy things and use them and then passive agressively yelling at me because I did something wrong. I am not Idoknoman, Dickface, get over it.

And what the fuck is up with Big Shot requesting to edit my shit. Who does that? Who says "I want to edit [REDACTED]'s [REDACTED] so I can tear him apart."? You are a teacher (who still lives with his parents). We get it. But anyway, guys, I fucking wrote my little heart out, gave it to him with a smile (laced with contempt) and essentially shoved it right back at him. Don't act so defensive if you constantly feel the need to shit on 17 year olds.

But then there is "Versing?" Again, like we get it. At least you don't live at home. But like, yeah I'm not going on the [REDACTED]. Big shit. So aren't 250 other seniors. And do you honestly think that as a senior leader, me not donating to the yearbook drive is going to fuck these kids up for the rest of high school. Also, stop giving my so much goddammed work to do, I don't get paid, I'm not a babysitter.