This is pretty much the synopsis of my life during Highschool. Yes, we had our own 'heathers' in my school; Jesus were they, and I quote 'mythic bitch(es)'. They would literally look at you, flounce their hair, and everyone, and I mean EVERYONE would leave your table; you have NO MOTHERFU*KING clue how annoying they were! One of them was in my English class; I would stay as far away from them as I could, but every FRIGGIN' time there was a project, I was forced to work with her. Bad luck, or Karma for me not liking her?

I don't know.

Probably both, since her name was Karma after all (I am not making this up, FYI; everyone called her a bitch behind her back)

I was also the star student for my English class, and I saw her report card, and you would think she spoke German as a first language; her German grade was a 100, hats off to her, but her English.... Ouch. I will not mention last names for privacy reasons and I do not want to embarrass her, no matter how much I might want to.

Another day, another rant.

Peace.