One day, a while back, I was out with a friend. Yeah, a girl
friend, but not a girlfriend. Anyhow, we were out walking around the stable
just hanging out and talking.
Cynthia and I have been friends for a long time and
obviously I like her like more than a friend, but that day when we were out
walking was not the right time to tell her how I felt. I was gonna listen to my
mom’s advice and just sit her down and tell her, “Cynthia, I like you like more
than a friend and I want you to be my girlfriend.” But, my mom is not always
right you know. Once, a while ago I had a friend over playing video games and I
had told my mom that Brad totally sucked because he always cheated, and she
told me that I should just tell Brad that he shouldn’t cheat anymore. Worst
mistake of my life! Brad went all ballistic on me and stabbed me in the shoulder.
It hurt so much I was all like, “Thanks a lot, mom.”
That has nothing to do with my story, but whatever, I just
wanted to explain why my mom was so not always the right person to take advice
from. Especially since, that time with Andrea – ugh! I almost forgot about that
time. This girl at school was always making fun of me, and I told my mom about
her so she could tell me how to deal with a bully like her. My mom said that I
should ask her nicely to stop and if she still didn’t stop then I should tell
Mrs. Finastra what had been going on. So, of course, I listened to my mom’s
advice. Another disaster! Andrea never stopped harassing me, so I ended up
telling Mrs. Finastra about Andrea and that only made things worst. Andrea
waited for me outside near the swing set after class and she jumped me and
stabbed me in the leg. Oh man! I swear, I don’t know when I will learn my
lesson: my mom clearly knows nothing about being a fourth grader. This is some
complicated stuff.
Whatever, back to Cynthia. She’s so pretty. I was going to
tell her she’s pretty, but that’s what my mom had said I should do, and I was
not listening to my mom anymore. So that day, while walking around the stable
and just hanging out, I decided to shove Cynthia and call her annoying. She
cried so much, she told me I was a jerk, but the weird thing is she didn’t
leave. She didn’t punch me, and she didn’t jump me, she didn’t stand united
with all the other bullies and stab me. It was amazing!
The short and the long of it is that from that day on I knew
what I had to do to stay safe and keep my cool. If I just called girls I like
and told them I liked them, I would be made fun of. So instead, I would treat
that super crappy and they would stick around. Bizarre, but it works. Just ask
Rosie – my new girlfriend.
Oh and by the way, do you see that green blob catching up
behind us? Eesh, I am so scared it’s coming for me! I see it sometimes, getting
bigger and gaining on me. I try not to pay attention, especially since no one
else sees it except fro me – I don’t wanna seem crazy, and I know it looks all pretty and shit, but I mean, that is some big-ass blob!
(ART by CLIO LUNIA)

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