"argumentative liberal bitch"

The school I attend recently had a 'mock election.' So, naturally, some of the classes this past week involved political debates. This included my honors world history class. 

Now, keep in mind, my class has thirty-three students, including myself. We have had clashes of opinions before, and they always get very messy very quickly. My history teacher, being fully aware of this fact, decided to start a discussion about morals during the very last three minutes of class. I happen to be a very passionate person, especially when it comes to my morals and beliefs. It was only second block, I was stressed out, and once this little bastard who unfortunately is part of my peer group and therefore I am associated with opened his big mouth and began spouting absolute bullshit about gay rights and women's rights and all sorts of things, I snapped. It went a little something like this,

"Why should we care about whether or not two men can get married?"

"HOW ABOUT BEING A DECENT HUMAN BEING?"

There was silence for about 45 seconds before my classmates suddenly began clapping. It was your stereotypical slow clap scene. Even the classes next door who had heard me started cheering. 

Twitter exploded, I was getting hugs and messages all along the lines of "thank you" "you are my hero" and "thank god someone finally knocked that sick little fuck down a few pegs." 

I felt amazing! Like I was on a cloud. 

And then I received information from a friend of mine. Apparently, he had been ranting to his friends about how much of an "argumentative liberal bitch" I was. The thought still makes me laugh. 

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The next day history was first block. I sat at my desk, playing iPad games, when suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was the guy who sits behind me in class. I asked him what was wrong and he whispered, 

"..Are you okay?"

Slightly confused, I replied, "Uh yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

"You're calm? There's not going to be any yelling, right?" He asked nervously. 

I kinda laughed. "No, there hopefully won't be any yelling. Why?"

He looked into my eyes and said in all seriousness, "Do you have any idea how far back I jumped when you started yelling? My head hit that wall-" he gestured to the back wall which is about 4-5 feet behind his desk. 

I apologized and returned to my game. 

My conservative teacher came in and restarted the discussion where we left off, and was having a very pleasant chat with the loudmouth from yesterday while I sat at my desk, staring off into space, not getting involved. 

Suddenly I was bombarded with iPad messages and tweets from members of my class.

"Why aren't you doing anything?"

"Bridget why are you just sitting there??"

"BRIDGET GURL WTF R U DOING"

"Why are you letting him say all that shit??"

"Get involved, please!"

I chuckled to myself, and replied back to all of them with the same response.

"I yelled at him yesterday. He's still spouting the exact same bullshit. Clearly I had no effect on him. Why should I waste my time and energy on a person who will never change their ways?"

However, my teacher would constantly make little snide comments while the discussion was going on.

"A special thanks to the five people ACTUALLY participating.."  *stare at Bridget until she says something*

Yeah no.

"It's so nice to hear one opinion but how about a different one?" *stare at Bridget until she says something*

Nope.

"We should have discussions like these more often. It's always good to get involved" *stare at Bridget until she says something*

I finally looked up at him and said, "Do you really want me to participate right now? Were you not here yesterday?"

Thankfully the bell rang before he could try to call me out for my sass. I was the first one out the door.

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I will now leave you with this story as supporting evidence to the fact that I am a sassy bitch.

-Bridget