Blogging My Revenge, Part 1

The weekend is here! And dumbo BGF isn't!!!!! :D

Which brings me to the introduction of my new series, that I may or may not end up enforcing. I can't say it'll have a regular date (we all know how THAT turned out *coughcoughGOLDENCOMPASScoughcough*), but whenever I do something to drive the jerk who broke my heart crazy, I'll tell you!

During my TA time this morning, I was setting up the chairs, and I did the first of many immature things to BGF. You see, he has continued to be a butthead, so I decided it was time to stop hiding my anger and FIGHT BACK. I thought it might be nice to eliminate his chair from the front row (humiliating, attention-getting, and it fulfills my craving for revenge), so I had the following discussion with my teacher:
Me: *walks into office* Would it be juvenile to remove [BGF]'s chair from the front row?
Him: Yes.
Me: *walks out of office*
*walks back in*
Can I do it anyway?
Him: No.
Me: *removes chair from front row*

He ended up sharing one of the seven seats with a mutual friend. I was somewhat annoyed that he didn't banish himself to the back row, but on the plus side the friend did sit on the side closer to me. At least there was a partial barrier between me and BGF (henceforth standing for Buzz-killing, Ghastly Frenemy).

Oh, and one more thing. I learned he would rather sacrifice his pride by doubling-up on seats than by sitting in a place other than his rightful seat. That knowledge could come in handy. I think this activity might become a regular. :)

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!