Well, theoretically, stupid me, you should be able to trust your fellow Armenians. I'm slowly learning to do that again, even though that was shot to hell earlier in my life.
I guess I'll share the specific event I'm talking about...:
I was in class one day on April 24. If anyone here know's grant highschool, then you can just imagine 50% of the population wasn't there that day... but I was. For whatever reason I'd never stayed home on that day. So, needless to say, every Armenian in that class was out for the day. I forgot exactly how this happened, but at some point we'd all finished our work earlier and were free to talk and stuff. At some point the class clown (can't remember his name for the life of me) got in front of the class and started doing stand up comedy. The topic was imediately Armenians, taking this oppertunity of their absense to make fun of them. So while you were all home, or at church, or just simply ditching, my senior class was roaring with laughter with every Armenian joke you can think of. Smelly jokes, hairy jokes, accent jokes, you name it this guy was doing it and everyone in the class was having a great time... except, as you may have guessed, ME. I still don't get why people say this, but people say I don't look Armenian, which is why I'm assuming he'd gotten up to do this little act, considering every other Armenian on campus was gone.
Now, you're probably asking "what about the teacher?" Well, she was beside herself with laughter as well. When I said EVERYONE in class was enjoying this, I meant it. At some point, I'm assuming because they noticed I wasn't laughing, someone asked me "Wait, are you Armenian?" and I said Yes. The laughter immediately died and they all looked like deer caught in headlights. After a few seconds of awkward silence the "comedian" came up to me with a big smile and said "Hey no hard feelings right?" I don't remember exactly what I said, but it wasn't very nice.
Since that day where my peers and even my superior/authority figure (teacher) were having a ball degrading my people, I've found it very hard to just trust people of other races.
Of course, this was the same time every Armenian at Gran tHigh School wanted to kill me for some reason... It was probably my hair, since I didn't gell it and put a net on it. Or perhaps because I wore comic book shirts instead of black shirts with a gold cross. Hmm.. or maybe it was because I didn't insert the word "ara" after every other word. Well, whatever the reason, I was completely heartbroken by the other races of the school, and had no one to go to talk about it because my brothers and sisters would probably punch me and toss me into the garbage can cause I didn't talk like them. High school was a wonderful time to be me and surrounded by my countrymen.
Sorry if I seem bitter and whiney over "stupid highschool sh*t"
I guess I'll share the specific event I'm talking about...:
I was in class one day on April 24. If anyone here know's grant highschool, then you can just imagine 50% of the population wasn't there that day... but I was. For whatever reason I'd never stayed home on that day. So, needless to say, every Armenian in that class was out for the day. I forgot exactly how this happened, but at some point we'd all finished our work earlier and were free to talk and stuff. At some point the class clown (can't remember his name for the life of me) got in front of the class and started doing stand up comedy. The topic was imediately Armenians, taking this oppertunity of their absense to make fun of them. So while you were all home, or at church, or just simply ditching, my senior class was roaring with laughter with every Armenian joke you can think of. Smelly jokes, hairy jokes, accent jokes, you name it this guy was doing it and everyone in the class was having a great time... except, as you may have guessed, ME. I still don't get why people say this, but people say I don't look Armenian, which is why I'm assuming he'd gotten up to do this little act, considering every other Armenian on campus was gone.
Now, you're probably asking "what about the teacher?" Well, she was beside herself with laughter as well. When I said EVERYONE in class was enjoying this, I meant it. At some point, I'm assuming because they noticed I wasn't laughing, someone asked me "Wait, are you Armenian?" and I said Yes. The laughter immediately died and they all looked like deer caught in headlights. After a few seconds of awkward silence the "comedian" came up to me with a big smile and said "Hey no hard feelings right?" I don't remember exactly what I said, but it wasn't very nice.
Since that day where my peers and even my superior/authority figure (teacher) were having a ball degrading my people, I've found it very hard to just trust people of other races.
Of course, this was the same time every Armenian at Gran tHigh School wanted to kill me for some reason... It was probably my hair, since I didn't gell it and put a net on it. Or perhaps because I wore comic book shirts instead of black shirts with a gold cross. Hmm.. or maybe it was because I didn't insert the word "ara" after every other word. Well, whatever the reason, I was completely heartbroken by the other races of the school, and had no one to go to talk about it because my brothers and sisters would probably punch me and toss me into the garbage can cause I didn't talk like them. High school was a wonderful time to be me and surrounded by my countrymen.
Sorry if I seem bitter and whiney over "stupid highschool sh*t"
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