Rumours
I hate them.
Eversince I went on that trip to the USA four months ago, with some of my classmates, there have been a lot of rumours running around about me. I went up to a party last night and ran into a collegueof mine, Sam, that wasn't even with us on that trip and started making some sleezy allusions about my behaviour on the trip.
For instance:
Sam: "I hear you were wearing some foxy pyjamas whie on the trip."
Me: "yeah, snickers and a top. My room mate was wearing a short nightgown". No one even bothered to share the detail.
or
Sam: "oh, I hear you had some guys on the bed with you. They were really horny".
me: "what??????? 2 of them were staying on my bed - we only had 2 bedroom and there were 6 of us - and we were talking. They also stayed on my room mates bed and... hey, it's her that ended up sleeping with one of the guys in our group - sleeping as in sharing the same bed".
Again, that detail was not communicated.
Someone's having lots of fun spreading dirt about me and the thing is... I can't do a damn thing about it. I know who is doing it also, a male "friend" :roll: . Sh!t, thanks Lord I'm not gonna meet those people too often from now on.
But it's so frustrating, I don't want them to think I'm a skank, what am I s'pposed to do, explain myself? If I start talking about that, I'd only raise awerness of this, apparently that guy has a sack full of sh!t prepared for most people around him.
I swear, sometimes I just wanna puke. Men can be such b!tches at times.
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