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(this is pasted from my livejournal locked-entry.)
...i was sexually harrassed. like not just cat-calling bullshit, like i'm still scared shitless bullshit. it goes like this.
i'm walking across the quarter to get into the building, and there are people around, like always. i walk past this guy on the path, and half-turn to like, move out of his way, and when we pass he turns around and fucking GRABBED my ASS. so then i turn around and am glaring and pissy and i say, LOUDLY, "I KNOW YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT, FUCKER." and people were staring and he just gave me a dumb look, and i'm like ok whatever. so then i continue inside. to get to my anatomy class: it's in the E-wing, which is pretty far off from the main entrance i use. i was about 40 minutes early, and with baker being class-attendance nazi's, the halls are pretty much empty. so i round the second to last corner to get to the science hall, where i usually sit and read or something, and hello, wall corner! i end up there with mr. fred durst wanna-be look alike pinning me BY the SHOULDERS with his KNEE between MY LEGS. so i think i turned to stone and started shaking and i thought i might puke. meanwhile, he's hissing all this shit about 'bitch, i DID," and some other stuff about walking around like a snob (WTF?!) and whatever. and he's grinding on me and all up in my face and then i thought i was going to cry.
but at baker, there's camera's in every hallway, twice as many depending on what parking-lot that particular hall or wing is near. it wasn't even like, FIVE MINUTES and a security guard comes barreling around the corner on a walkie talkie, and fred durst (whose name is actually brent M-something) went for the door on the other end of the hall but didn't make it. so i had to fill out a complaint and sexual harrassment report, a police officer was called in, and according to baker's nazi policy of which i will never again rip into, he will be expelled.
interesting post-script to this mess is that before i got rid of stellarfusion, this SN, closer384358 (something with numbers) would IM me all the time, saying he found me off livejournal. supposedly his name was gabriel (hmm) and he went to school at GVSU (40 miles away). but he acted real ... odd. but i never gave out any personal info or anything like that, not even that i'm a mom. just that i live in muskegon, which is already obvious. nothing about what i am going to school for, or even where.
so i'm sitting here and haven't quite processed any of it, other than the fact that i was stupid and turned into 14 year old heathyr in a matter of like, five seconds. nevermind that i have steel-toed boots on, or that my keys were still in my hand, or anything like that. no .. i'm going to freeze up like a god damned deer in headlights and tremble and almost cry like an idiot! fucking disgusting.
it also makes me realise i should maybe go back to dressing like i weigh 50 pounds more than i really do. because now i'm really nervous about my body, which is still a gross mess as it is, but people/friends/family are all 'oh but if you wear stuff actually your SIZE you'd look so much better,' so i do and then shit happens that never had prior, and maybe isn't even the case, but it's all about preventative measures.
or i wish i was a guy. because baker is predominantly homophobic, which is sad, but true. it wouldn't have happened then. more and more, lately, i want less and less to be female. for various reasons really having nothing to do with this and i'm nervous to post about.
i have a big headache and want to puke, and i have 2 perscriptions that need to be refilled. thank GOD thanksgiving break is all next week, even if i have a big-ass take-home exam for anatomy (which i was 30 minutes late for, because of this shit today .. did i say that already?). i don't HAVE to do it--i could use it as my drop-grade, and do an extra credit project, which would bring my class grade up to a 99 percent (i got a low B on tuesday's exam which has lowered said class grade to 94, which i expected because i didn't study AT ALL). i think i'll do that. we're on digestive bull. i can find an article about crohn's or something that i know much about, and make it all flashy. go me. go me babbling about bullshit because i'm all ?!#@$(# and keep touching clavicles i was happy about two days ago because the points at the throat and shoulders are now hardcore visible, and now i want to just cover them up. maybe i could start dressing like a bag lady and stop taking showers...
but i <3 baker college. their security, annoying as they are in the parking lot, is like, superb. and they're fast. and very thorough. go baker. :-/
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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