My Life is Very Good
Posted: under All About Me.
Today my mom and dad went to a meeting at the high school at around 8:30am. I was in chorus at the time. I was nervous cause my mom would tell the people what was going on and stuff, and I didn’t know what was going to happen.
At around 8:35, while singing the National Anthem, Mr. Richards came into the audiotorium, and beckoned me to come over. “Your mom and dad are here”
Oh fuck, I thought to myself, I’m going to the meeting. I’m screwed. What do I do?
So anyway, I go into the office and into the principal’s office, and I sit down next to Mom. Dad’s sitting next to her, and the other people that are there are Mr. Richards, Mr. Bobnick, Mrs.Egli, and Mr.Parrish. I was REALLY scared cause I knew Mom was going to bring up the issue with the blog and the teachers, and one of my teachers was right there!!!
So anyway, the meeting started. Mom told them what was going on, and when it started, and exactly what was really going on, with proof. From the very beginning. She told them about Andy spreading rumors about my blog and me being psychotic. She told them how I felt and everything.
To my relif, Mr.Parrish and the others that were there did not think any lower of me than they did before. They still think of me as myself. The blog post didn’t do anything about my reputation. The only thing it did was get some people to ask questions about what was going on behind the scene, and Mom told them.
Mrs. Egli said she’s new here, and everyday she hears both teachers and student talk about me, saying how great of a kid I am. That really helped alot: I always though that no one noticed me, or even cared to notice. They don’t think I’m psychotic, or mentally unstable. I’m actually far from it. My mom told me I’m one of the most mentally healthy people she knows. Thank God, or else I might not be where I am today.
But now that we told my side of the story, I don’t feel so helpless and isolated. Mr. Parrish told me that he was starting to get concerned cause I was falling behind in my homework and stuff, and that I wasn’t my usual perky self. Mom thinks highly of him, because, if I can recall, he was the only teacher to have noticed that I was haven’t some problems. Maybe if I had gotten the courage to talk to him back before this situation got out of hand, then none if it would of happened.
Now I feel so much better that I doubt I’m going to have much problems with school. And I think I’ll get much more sleep than I have been: 2-3 hours a day doesn’t cut it.
After the meeting, we went down to Mrs. Olsen’s room. She was supposed to be at the meeting too, but she had class… the one I got pulled out of. Anyway, Mom told Mrs. Olsen the real reason why I didn’t participate in NYSSMA last year. She said She was shocked: She had no idea that I was going through that. She said she was sorry too: I don’t deserve to go through something like that either. I’m a really great person.
I feel brand new, It’s like my slate has been cleared. No more burdens and worries on my shoulders: I’m very reasurred…
It’s really comforting to know that only one person hates me. And that person doesn’t matter to me anymore. I’m moving on, and starting over.
Thanks Mom.
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Nov 17 2005