Had a stressful day today, studying for multiple exams I have tomorrow and whatnot. Currently suffering from an overwhelming sense of apathy and lack of interest in coursework. It reduces my effectiveness but hey, no one is perfect. Anyways, I come into the house and talk to a few people, then I go to get a drink. Come back, I do a light shoulder tap into one of these guys. Let's call him Zack.
Zack tends to be considered a funny, popular dude because he is witty and entertaining. In my experiences, he can be like that, but he also is one of my main bullies in the fraternity house I live in. He does not treat me with as much respect as he does other people, and he consistently belittles me and ridicules me and my personality. While I may have deserved some of the shit I get (I am by no means a perfect individual and am willing to admit that), throughout my time as a member of my fraternity, this guy has been trouble.
So tonight, I bumped into him. He takes it as (semi) mock offensive and proceeds to start shoving me. At first it was just light-hearted shoving, which I easily could push back or get away from. After a few shoves, it grew into some more serious and forceful pushes that left me struggling, considering I am a lighter and thinner dude. He was trying to force me to a trashcan, which I did not want to end in. All the while, he is saying some distasteful things, but besides the point. At this time, I am getting fed up and spin away from him, stumbling. While I am spinning, I grab one of the dining hall chairs and lift it up, intending to use it as a defense to push it away from him. I had no intentions to hit him or anything. I swear. Nevertheless, my off-balanced nature and the spinning made me swing my arm up and bring the chair to his face. It lightly taps him (as far as I can tell, he was not injured in any significant or possibly even minor way), but his attitude does a complete 180. This intimidating, possibly hostile dude now is shocked and appalled. "What the fuck are you doing man, you're messed up." I try explaining to him how I am not angry or anything and didn't intend to touch him, but he just keeps going on about how fucked I am while backing away from me, eyes wide.
This bothers me socially because he he will no doubt tell others about how I am a weird/messed up/awkward/a fuck-tard (semi-common term)space cadet, and people will believe him. One of the HUGE downsides to living in a fraternity house is the interfraternal politics, which are naturally based off of popularity and likability. Don't get me wrong, I am as friendly as the next guy and more often that not, even friendlier. However, among these kids, I am pushed around because I don't act like them. And no one trusts someone whose an outsider. I am treated like an outsider, which hurts me.
Regardless, he had it coming.
gracieabrams
2087
ellievsbear
snowghoul
origamiaround
gamechangershow
