Saw that quote somewhere. Well, it's probably floating around over half the internet anyway. Hah. Haven't written in this thing in a while. Might as well write this down before I forget. Hopefully I'll be able to jot it down in my actual journal that I keep in my filing cabinet. Yes, I have a filing cabinet. Anywho, story time:

So, let's start from the beginning. My languages arts teacher was trying to get us to explain stuff, so she knocked down a kid's stuff of his desk. As he was picking it up, the teacher told him to explain what it was like, using a metaphor(s). He, like I, was clearly confused. (For the sake of future references, lets call him A.) So A stated that it was boring. So the teacher went around to a few more people, and they were somewhat closer to her expectations, by saying how it "flowed down like water" (that's a simile though, not a metaphor).

Then, when she was on the other side of the class knocking peoples' stuff over, my friend next to me thought it would be funny to knock my stuff over too. ._. (He can be B.) So as I got out of my seat to pick them up, this other kid knocked the rest of my stuff over (he can be C). Rather pissed, I slapped C and B on the shoulder, then proceeded back to my seat. Then, this other kid (he can be D), found C's pencil on the ground. Well, it was one of those "Who's pencil is this?" "Hey! That's mine! Give it!!" things.

So I took the pencil from D and held it ransom, aiming to have C apologize to me for knocking my stuff down. I'm totally used to B being mean to me, but C doesn't even talk to me most of the time, nonetheless to mean things. Sadfase. So C then just took one of my things (my eraser), and we had the whole "Give that back!" "No, you give it back first!", then the teacher comes by.

Oh, did I mention? C has a really bad rep with the teachers, mainly this one. So she (the teacher) turned to C and I, and asked what we were doing. He did the whole "she stole my pencil, and won't give it back!" while I used the corny "he started it!" thing. (well, in theory, B started it, but that's not important.)

My teacher's response?

"She's perfect. And you're not." The whole class erupted into laughter.

The title of this story came from a conversation me and a friend had, after class (she was also in that class, so she knew what happened). I FEEL LIKE WRITING THIS LIKE A NOVEL BECAUSE I CAN:

"Yay~ The teacher called me perfect," I said.

"So then that must mean you're a nobody", my friend said, slightly expressionless.

"Yup," I said, not caring too much.

"Nobody, nobody, nobody~" She singsonged. Suddenly I realized something.

"Wow. You're one of the first people who actually understood the whole 'nobody's perfect' and how that would mean they're a nobody. Yay for you~" I squeaked (notrly.)

"What?" She asked, obviously confused.
~END~

P.S. Side note: I'm known to a lot of people as a violent girl, etc.etc. But to my friends, I just like whacking them on the head in a 'friendly' manner. To most other people (mainly the ones that tease me and make fun of me a lot, not the ones that don't really know me and vice versa), I just elbow/hit them. I got out of the habit of kicking people. Most of them scream in pain too loudly, so it tends to fail at being covered up. C: