How to ostracize yourself from society

Reflecting back on highschool, which I was in less than a year ago, I can’t help but laugh.  It really is a great learning experience, not to mention if you do it right, it provides for some fun fucking times.  But on a more serious note lets get back to the learning portion of highschool.  No, I’m not talking about the books, the papers and the cracked out teachers, I’m talking about your peers, your friends,  your classmates, and  most importantly your enemies.  Regardless of what you may think, you learn alot about people in highschool.  You observe certain traits and characteristics that can be applied to people you’ll meet later on in life.  For a lawyer or someone whose profession depends on analyzing people, highschool is a perfect starter tool for learning.  There are all kinds of people, I’ll spare going down the list of types, because if you’re reading this you’ve probably attended highschool, or are in highschool right now.  However I am going to focus on one type of person.  You may know, or have known, someone similar to the person I will be describing. 

Any male will completely understand and totally agree with this statement.  Girls are crazy backstabbing gutless harsh offensive people.  There is just something born in women that enables them to act without spines or guts.  Ladies, don’t take this personal, its just something that comes with the territory, you know, like your period.  I will admit, its most girls not all.  Having said that, in highschool you will meet plenty of females.  Some big some tall some fat some small.  I would like to think that the tale you are about to read is an isolated incident and doesnt happen often.  However, the truth of the matter is, is that there are way too many people like this around. 

Highschool was a goodtime for me.  I had alot of fun with some great friends.  In the process of having the time of my life, I became blinded when it came to judgement in highschool.  I’m usually an excellent judge of character.  But some wise man said external features can often scramble your perceptions.  Well, one of my friends whom we’ll call Baura Lais for intensive purposes, scrambled the hell out of my perception. 

Senior year is supposed to be one of the best years of your life, simply put… mine was.  However I can’t help but think of the consequences one friend suffered, and how his year was unneccesarily altered.  I feel that everyone should be able to experience their senior year of highschool to the fullest, so if you’d like to preserve this, pay attention to what I have to say in the coming paragraphs. 

The story all begins with our friend Eddy.  His parents were out of state and we decided that it was party time.  A small gettogether took place at Eddy’s where things were going great.  That particular evening i would be arriving late to the party because i was at my brother’s hockey game.  Little did i know, that trip down to URI was a blessing in disguise.  As I was heading to the party, I called up one of my friends, I asked how the party was and told him I was on my way.  He paused momentarily…what then came out of his mouth shocked me.  They had been busted by the cops, and Eddy was arrested.  This event sparked one of the most heated topics to run through ***** ********* High School in decades.  Upon questioning the police, it was learned that someone ratted out the party…

That night Eddy’s shindig wasn’t really planned.  It kind of just came together, there werent really any formal invites…if u knew about it u stopped by.  Everyone was having a great time at Eddy’s when all of a sudden our friend Drake got a phonecall.  It was from Baura.  She inquired about what Drake was doing.  When she learned of his activities she requested if she and her friends could stop by.  One of Baura’s not so good friends and a few others made some remarks that struck rage in the heart of Baura.  Baura resented what she had heard on the other end of the phone.  Everyone would one day find out just how much she resented that conversation. 

After Drake hung up the phone, the mood was changed, the air was thick, and something just didn’t smell right.  In the coming hours tragedy struck.  The police arrived at Eddy’s and there was no use in dodgeing the scene.  It was impossible to hide…they were caught red handed.  Most partygoers recieved a slap on the wrist and a call to their parents…but not everyone.  One person made it out of that garage before the cops could catch him…

Drake was accustomed to running from police, due to his Portee heritage.  As soon as he saw the cops he took off like a bastard.  In the woods he waited in the cold rain.  He called Baura and pleaded with her for a ride out of there.  Baura was with her friends and obliged.  She picked Drake up and brougt him to her house.  For weeks the buzz in school remained, who could have and would have ratted out the party.  Everyone, including myself put on their best detective face and investigated.  People were theorizing and over analyzing so much that noone looked at the facts for what they were.  There were accusations of it being the southern girl from the New Year’s blog’s mother.  There were also accusations that it was a fat, unpopular, jealous asshole who did it…this accusation was applied to many suspects.  The rumors were neverending until finally Leroy ( the not so good friend of Baura) suggested that Baura herself ratted out the party.  As everyone focused their attention on Baura, they noticed how disturbed of an individual she was.  She had the ability to lie through her teeth and feel no remorse.  Her pathological lying was her actual belief.  Not only this but she suffered from fits of rage.  Never trust bipolar people, they’re totally off the reservation.  Baura was an exceptionally goodlooking girl.  I feel that her looks blinded many people from realizing what a detrimental person Baura was to society.  Now I understand that I sound pretty harsh right now, but these weren’t always my feelings of Baura.  Baura used to be a nice, friendly, and quirky chick.  She was a little unbalanced but I never really suspected evil…I guess thats what her rack was for (distraction).  About a month went by before the incident was actually pinned on Baura.  She avoided the subject like a Greek person avoids Jews.  The web of lies and stories that Baura webbed was the most intricate piece of design I’ve ever seen. 

You should always know who you’re dealing with.  Let’s face it…mentally unbalanced people aren’t considered mental and unbalanced for no reason.  If you have a bipolar friend, be suspicious, be very suspicious.  If they try to pull some of that bullshit attitude on you, put them in their place.  Noone likes a rat…or a nutjob for that matter.  Take a look around, you’re dealin with some nutty fucks out there.  You have to be careful who you accept.  The last thing you want is to start associating and trusting someone who will throw you under the bus.  Listen to what I’m saying, because it could very well save your ass from a long painfull situation.  Needless to say, you can infer what happened to Baura.  Due to her selfish and selfless acts she soon became excommunicated from her social circle.  Once you are known for being a scummy piece of trash it can be difficult to mend your reputation.  Baura soon stopped attending school.  She graduated highschool…But without stepping into another North Smithfield class room.  She was embarassed, as she should’ve been.  Embarassment is only a fraction of what she deserved for her actions.  Trust is one of the most important foundations of relationships on all levels.  Trust is sacred…when you abuse it, it will most definately come back to bite you in the ass.  Baura is perfect proof.  Learn to live, learn to love, and learn to pinpoint lousy good for nothing crazy pathalogical psycho-delusional heartless people…before they rain on your parade. 

“What goes around, comes around.”

                                                                                                                                             -Billy