Harrasment

My friend Fernanda tried to open a hole in my hand. Why? For telling her that there was a hole in the back of her pants, right where your butt is. She went to the bathroom to check if it was true. When she saw that there was no hole she came back to the computer lab and proceeded to harass me. I wouldn't stop talking so she aggressively told me to shut up. I hate when people tell me that so I responded by telling her to make me shut up. Fernanda, being the aggressive person she is, tried to cover my mouth I then pushed my thumb nail into the back of her hand. When she did the same to me I pressed my nail harder. This is when she told me that she was going to make a hole in my hand. I pressed my nail harder into her skin and she then back off. My hand is hurting like hell right now and there is a scab where she attempted to open my hand. Now she is seeing the rank of tennis players in the world while trying to find a blog to follow.

Yesterday after posting my Spring Break post my friend, Santiago, posted a new post. Like always he asked me to see the post, just to get more views on his page. When I entered his blog I realized my name was in the title. When I read the blog I realized that he was talking about what we did in lunch. We attempted to sing Diane Warwick songs.
I was surprised that he had mentioned me in his blog since all he ever seems to mention about in his blog is Fernanda or Sophia. So when I said I was so happy that I had made it in his blog (sarcastically) he thought that I was jumping up and down and going to my roof to yell out to the whole world that I was in his blog. He wrote in his blog that I was crying because I had been mentioned in his blog. Just to get it clear, I couldn't care less if he did or didn't write about me in his blog.