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Heather Webster, 17. Born 'n' raised in the Deep South. Senior in high school, dreams of Auburn. Future major in Pre-Pharmaceutical studies. I work at Starbucks inside of Target (double whammy in discounts, yo), and I spend all my money on clothes and food. Features editor for the award-winning Crimson Crier. I love puppies. I have two older sisters. I love lucky charms marshmallows, but hate the cereal. I’m a Coke (Coca Cola) addict, and my favorite television shows are Sherlock, Rookie Blue, Doctor Who, SYTYCD, Supernatural, Bravest Warriors, Adventure Time, and Barefoot Contessa. I watch an unhealthy dose of documentaries about the Tudors, ancient civilizations and drugs.
my life in color
When someone accuses me of something, I fight back, and not in the way you might think. I fight back with words. Big words. Someone makes me angry, and I turn into my father, which might actually be where I picked up the habit. When I was little and would get in trouble, my father used to always use a strong vocabulary in his irritated state. I picked up multiple words along the way of my rebellious childhood.
My train of thought is that, when I am professional with my response, and I use intelligent wording, then I always win. First of all, they will feel incredibly stupid because my statement and background is much stronger than there’s, already showing that I am of superior intellect. Second, anything that they use in response to what I said will sound frivolous and shallow. Therefore, it always works. So if you are ever being bullied, just outsmart them; you will always come out the dominant to your enemies without being a bully yourself.
Anyway, so this girl accused me of counterfeit. I had somehow turned in a fake twenty dollar bill..? My father believes the money changed hands, and someone replaced my dollar bill with a fake one to frame me. Otherwise, how the heck could it have gotten into my wallet? We get all of our money from ATMs and we never get bills out bigger than twenties, so unless there are counterfeit bills circulating throughout our bank, it is impossible for me to have a fake dollar bill. Anyhow, that is not the worst part; she accused me publicly on Facebook. How immature, right? Well, she apparently thought it was cool, while I thought it was cyber-bullying. She did not even have all of her facts straight. Ugh. People these days, they think they know everything. My father settled this whole thing out by talking to my principal, my teacher, and the cops, but as for me, I settled the problem on Facebook. Words equate to power.

When someone accuses me of something, I fight back, and not in the way you might think. I fight back with words. Big words. Someone makes me angry, and I turn into my father, which might actually be where I picked up the habit. When I was little and would get in trouble, my father used to always use a strong vocabulary in his irritated state. I picked up multiple words along the way of my rebellious childhood.

My train of thought is that, when I am professional with my response, and I use intelligent wording, then I always win. First of all, they will feel incredibly stupid because my statement and background is much stronger than there’s, already showing that I am of superior intellect. Second, anything that they use in response to what I said will sound frivolous and shallow. Therefore, it always works. So if you are ever being bullied, just outsmart them; you will always come out the dominant to your enemies without being a bully yourself.

Anyway, so this girl accused me of counterfeit. I had somehow turned in a fake twenty dollar bill..? My father believes the money changed hands, and someone replaced my dollar bill with a fake one to frame me. Otherwise, how the heck could it have gotten into my wallet? We get all of our money from ATMs and we never get bills out bigger than twenties, so unless there are counterfeit bills circulating throughout our bank, it is impossible for me to have a fake dollar bill. Anyhow, that is not the worst part; she accused me publicly on Facebook. How immature, right? Well, she apparently thought it was cool, while I thought it was cyber-bullying. She did not even have all of her facts straight. Ugh. People these days, they think they know everything. My father settled this whole thing out by talking to my principal, my teacher, and the cops, but as for me, I settled the problem on Facebook. Words equate to power.

  #shallow people    #shallow    #counterfeit    #words    #big words