"she's the queen bee - the star, those other two are just her little workers"

So "Mean Girls" is one of my favorite movies of all times, I definitely own the DVD and watch it frequently. I dunno if I like it because I can relate to it, or simply because it is entertaining. Plus one of my most favorite actresses Rachel McAdams is in the movie. (Ugh if you haven't seen "The Notebook", go rent, buy, order that shit ASAP!) Anyways, back to "Mean Girls", so yeah this movie is thee shit! It's a bit over exaggerated, but that is pretty much how the bitchy girls in high school are. My favorite character is obviously Regina George. But I secretly also like Gretchen. "Gretchen, stop trying to make fetch happen! It's not going to happen!" Ha! Regina is such a bitch. Anyways I saw this commercial for a show that Tyra was doing for her talk show "The Tyra Banks Show", and the issue was mean girls. So it got me thinking...

What kind of person I was in high school. I can totally, honestly, 100% say, that I was a MEAN GIRL. Not Karen, not Gretchen, not Cady, but full out Regina George. I LMAO when I think about some of the things I did. I also SMH a little, cause some shit I did was just bad! Lemme give you a couple of examples. Ok so you know as seniors, you get those senior ballots. You know where you pick, "smartest", "most good looking", blah blah blah. Okay so I get the paper, and I'm looking at the categories, and the people in them. Then I get to best smile, and I see a name of a female I do not like. Nor do I think has a pretty smile. So I look over at my home girls, Nicole, "N", and Maria (my clique, my Gretchen, Cady and Karen basically), and I say, "look at who they got for best smile. The fucking nerve. This bitch aint got no pretty smile." Then I rip the paper up, say "fuck it, I aint filling out this stupid as ballot. I fucking give up, guess anyone can be on this shit." And I throw the ripped up pieces on the floor. My friends start laughing, and my guy friends start saying how fucked up I am. Oh...and the girl I was talking about was sitting two seats away from me. And I was saying it loud enough, for the people across the room to hear me. LMFAO. I know, I'm going to hell.

So another instance would be, there was another female, who was at first a really good friend. A best friend to be exact, she was one of mine, and I was her bestest friend in the whole world. Anyways, we got into this huge argument, and she made me feel like I was a bad friend, cause I "didn't plan her birthday for her". O_o WTF do I look like, your mother?! Plus a whole lot of other shit, concerning prom and boys. Anyways, we ended up not talking for weeks, and then probably a month later, she ims me on some "I miss you. You're my best friend. I don't wanna fight anymore." Well by then I felt like, fuck her, our friendship is over. Like it took you a month to realize how important this friendship is, screw you. So one day I'm on the phone with my bestest friend, and were talking about the whole situation. So this was back in the days, when myspace wasn't shit, and one of the it sites was migente.com (big ups to mg, met a lot of great friends through that damn site). Anyways, I use to pretty much hook up my page, as well as, all my friends' pages. So my bestest goes, "you have ---'s migente page's password right? You should delete her page." So the wheels in my head so start turning and I go "I'll one up you, I'm gonna put her number on her page, write some freaky shit, and then change her password, so she can't do anything about it." So I did just that, threw some pictures of her up, wrote some shit about how she's bisexual and likes freaky shit and threw her cell number up. Oh and I also went into chat rooms along with another friend, and we just put her number into the chats. After my work was done, I called up my other bestie at the time, "N", and told her what I did. She laughs, but also tells me that it's fucked up and I should take it off. But hell no, revenge is a dish best served cold. So I guess my plan worked, cause mad guys start calling ---, trying to get freaky with her and telling her about the page. Next thing I know --- is calling "N", and crying to her about what I did, and asking for advice. "N" says she should call me. So she calls me and asks me "wtf is my problem, and why did I do that?" And I tell her "cause I felt like it, I don't like her, and she can't do shit about it." Then I threaten her and tell her that if she tries to make my friends go against me, and tries to play the victim roll, I will spread all her dirty little secrets, especially to her mom. But I ended up taking the number off the next day, I had tortured her enough. Our little cattiness went on for the next month. Her not getting my prom after party ticket, even though she opted to get everyone in the limo's tickets. Which didn't bother me, I could get mine from "Coconuts" which was just a couple of blocks away from where I live. Anyways karma got her back, cause her date stood her up at prom. (lol). But I was nice to her that day, I decided it was prom, and I would put our differences aside, at least for one night. I even let her borrow my phone to call her mom and God knows who else, when she complained her back was hurting, and didn't wanna come inside "The Copa Cabana". But at graduation, I made sure I got the last laugh, and booed her when she went up for her diploma. Now this wasn't some lame ol' little booing. I booed her loud enough for the people in the stands to hear, and they were not close.

Anyways I'm not writing this to brag, or start any trouble. Actually these are not some of my proudest moments. Maybe two years ago I'd be singing a different tune, but I'm trying to turn over a new leaf. I just wanted to give you guys some insight into what type of bitch I was in high school. So now that you know my stories, and what rolls I played, allow me to ask... What kind of person were you in high school? Or are you in high school, for those of you that still attend. Were you the bully, the mean girl/guy, the nice one, or the punk/pussy who got picked on? And be honest, it's okay if you were a punk/pussy. lol. Oh and there is a difference between bully and mean girl/guy. Bullies beat you up and take your money. Mean girls/guys, just make fun of you, and torture you. And please leave some examples with your answer. You can even throw in a different category.

*disclaimer: I was not trying to imply that I was the leader of my clique. None of us were the leader, I was probably just the most bitchy and heartless one.