Yeah. There's still a girl mad at me. Long story short, I told the counselor that a girl was messing with me. After lunch,her sister walked up to me and started yelling at me. I told her to leave me alone before I rip that rat off her head (because she had a weave) and her friend came up to me and pushed me. I pushed her back, and she pushed me again before an assistant principal separated us and gave us both ISS. Apparently, the school doesn't believe in self-defense.
I was young! I thought people told us that just to scare us. Nathalie got her revenge on the playground. She got a bottle of sand and threw it at me. After that,we were like, "Whatever. Nothing happened." Ah,the minds of six and seven year olds. We may never understand them anymore.
Lol,I didn't get it at first when I heard it at camp. Then when someone explained it,I was like,"OH! *facepalm*" I learned something very important that day: never facepalm while you're wearing glasses.