My First Indication That Women Just Don’t Get It
I was thinking this morning about my list of two. The list of girls that really fucked me up. And I realized it’s not a list of two. It’s a list of three. Her name was Ashley, it probably still is. I guess her last name might have changed, but whatever… Anyway. When I was in sixth grade my sister decided she was gonna hook me up with this chick. I’m not exactly sure how Nadia knew I liked the girl, but I guess big sisters just suck like that. I had no idea she was doing this mind you. So one day at lunch Nadia comes up to me, a rare occurrence. Nadia was so much cooler than I was, still is… Anyway, Nadia says to me, “Ashley said she won’t go out with you because you threw rocks at her in fourth grade.” I was embarrassed and alittle heart broken… I played it off like it didn’t matter. But I went home that day and bawled like a little bitch with a skinned knee.
Sadly, the story doesn’t end there. Because Nadia came home and saw me crying. Now she of course laughed, like really hard. The next day at school she told her friend Sonya about it. Sonya didn’t think it was funny, she was protective of me the way I kinda wish Nadia had been. Sonya goes up to Ashley and bitched at her and threatened to kick her ass for making me cry.
Sadly, it doesn’t end there either. I don’t know who exactly was with Ashley when Sonya “talked” to her. But at lunch that day her friend came up to me and teased me for crying, in front of my friends. They took over the teasing from there…
I don’t know if her reason was really because I threw rocks at her or if she was just trying to spare my feelings. I guess either is possible because women both don’t get it and lie. The point of the story is that everyone knows that when a fourth grader throws rocks at a girl, it means he likes her… Seriously, it’s not like I ever hit her.
Anyway, that’s the story of my first heart break.
