50th Post

Yay, 50th post on my blog. Everyone celebrate.

Now.

Since I'm over my 50th post thing, I'm going to tell you the subject of my post: a rant about Tommy Gorman. Tommy can be described quite easily and nonchalantly in one word: moron. He's none too bright. Not at all. Our History teacher will explain something for about 20 minutes, and two seconds after she's done talking, Tommy will ask, "What were they fighting about again?" Once again: moron.

And I don't mean to sound harsh, not one bit. I'm just being truthful. Anybody who disagrees with me is just trying to be nice and not hurt his feelings. Me? I don't really care because he's pissed me off on a couple of occasions. Plus, the chances of him reading this blog is like, a billion to one. And I even doubt he can read anymore (just some light humor. My rant continues soon).

Not only is Tommy stupid, he's incredibly oblivious and somewhat rude, but his rudeness his derived from his obliviousness. For some odd reason, he decided to eat at our lunch table. I didn't really mind that, but he was basically taking up space and being annoying. The first day he decided to move to our table was one of the days Kristen, Matt, and Sarah sat at our table (every other day, Kristen and Sarah have band, so they're on second lunch with me, Kathleen, Nik, Lauren, Breanne, and Ryan. Matt comes with them because he's Sarah's boyfriend, and they love spending time with each other). A couple weeks before then I had decided to start dropping off the books I would need after lunch at the table and then go to my locker because I didn't want someone taking my seat (people from other tables have a tendency to steal your seat because someone else in turn stole their seat). Anyway, I put my books in my chair like I normally did, and I go down to my locker. I think I had some trouble with my locker that day, so it took a couple tries. It was enough for Kathleen, Breanne, and Lauren to beat me to the table. So, I get to the cafeteria and who's sitting in the exact chair I put my other books in? Oh, you guessed it: Tommy. My books from earlier were half-thrown to the other side of the table. I walk up behind him and put the rest of my books down, and his reaction is-

"Oh? Were you sitting here? Sorry."

And what's even stupider- he doesn't even move. If you were in that situation, wouldn't the polite thing to do would be to move? Yeah, it it. But Tommy's too stupid to realize that. He might be athletic, but I demand to know why he got into Honors anything class? By some miracle, I swear. Or his parents bribed the school. Whatever.

Then, a couple days later, Kristen and them were sitting at our table again. Kristen puts her books down on a chair, and goes to put her math books in Mrs. Still's room, whom she had after lunch. She returns, and whose sitting in her chair? Tommy. No one did anything. He was only there because of Kathleen being friends with him (God knows why), and I expected her to do something about him taking Kristen's spot, since she apparently did nothing when he took my spot the other day. However, Kristen had something to say when she got back, unlike me. She was angry, but Tommy still didn't get the message. Somehow, this didn't connect: Angry person + me sitting in angry person's chair= me getting out of angry person's chair.

Stoo-pid.

Eventually, though, Tommy learned that he shouldn't take claimed seats. For once, he wasn't so annoying.

Until Tuesday, a couple of days ago.

Tommy comes up to the table, stands behind a chair, and puts his books down. Right away, Kathleen's all like, "No, Nik's sitting there!" I know they're going out, but still, you don't just start stopping someone when he's already done something like that. You just don't. It's a no-no.

A no-no.