I remember a few years ago when I used to always get into heated arguments. I had too many opinions...too many thoughts. Yet that was when I was addicted to chat rooms. Yes, there was that phase to my life. Usually a member of the opposite sex would msg me asking the inane questions about size...experience...etc. Then that's when I would respond with a "who do you think you are?!" Then, thus fight over nothing.

Yet today was somewhat different. Again, I got myself into a fight with the enemy, Doris. I had met her earlier through Rob and Dan in their chat rooms. I was usually nice, yet Doris constantly insulted me..."oh it's THAT girl again. I don't want HER in here, Dan!" Then after that particular comment, she would leave the room. I suppose those few comments shaped my judgment of her. Then when I tried to make a conversation with her...she simply warned me until I had sign off aim. Sheesh...and therefore she slowly built up to an enemy status.
I joked about it though...saying that I would stalk her and so forth. My sis too also went through a similar process...getting insulted...getting annoyed.
But alas, everything built up to tonight. Halloween night.

I accidentally pushed her buttons today, saying that (okay I was too insane...I shouldn't have started it) she didn't fulfill her earlier promise of "YEA IM GONNA BITCH AT U TOMORROW". Okay, I always get to into it...so then...today...too many punch of her buttons. Then I got a flood of swearing and another flood of death threats. "U ARE GOING TO DIE." Oh man...highly doubtful...yet...there are nagging thoughts in my head.
The main subject of the argument however was over my appearances. My personal essay for college was on my distinctive mark...alas, yes this itty-bitty mole that makes it so that I can be unrecognizable. Then Doris decides to bring in her friend so that "better" insults can be thrown at me, "R U JEALOUS JUSS CUSS WE R PRETTIER DEN U. WE DUN HAB A MOLE LIKE U. U UGLY HOE SLUT WID A UGLY MOLE" That is the most superficial insult I have ever heard. Quite naturally, I thought Doris looked normal when I saw her in person. I could care less if she looked pretty or not. My entire belief of appearances came from the fact that...truly appearances really don't matter...because everything does sag when everybody gets old. :) And furthermore, it's kind of sad how some people regard a certain person "ugly" one year yet "stunningly beautiful" the next year.

I am so annoyed though. So annoyed!!! In an earlier conversation with Doris, I had used my usual SAT-influenced vocab--"alluded" and "pervasive". Geez, those words are part of my everyday language now. Then today...I sorta went too deep and they acknowledged that as me being "hardcore". Whatever. Teenagers. Teenagers who are unable to contain their anger.

I must admit I probably was too condescending. Yet now I somewhat understand why some people do everything that they can to change their outer appearance. It's not the end of the world, if you're "cursed" with an imperfect face.

However, I apologize anyway. Let's hope all this boils over. Thank you Dan and Rob for not ditching me. :)