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Puri becomes 12-15 years old again.
May. 11th, 2008 12:29 amSo I just finished reading Blubber after trying to search for Judy Blume's Forever for the sole purpose of giggling over the bad sex. ("AND WE MADE LOVE ON THE HOT ROCK~~~~ lulz")
"Ah ha ha, no." That's a comment I often thought to myself sarcastically as I read. Maybe I'm just bitter because I had to read the entire book from the POV of a snotty shallow little girl named Jill I kept wishing bad things to happen to. (Which did. But ONLY when she did something fucking right for a change) By "bad things", I mean physical torture to make her scream and you know, think for a change. Why is there no description of the kids trying to talk to the oblivious teachers or principles and merely shrugged off and told "just ignore them"? 'Cause I'd totally buy it. Hell, the teachers in the book are stupid enough. It would've made the message about bullying more powerful instead of you know, kids harassing and trying to rape this little girl in the cafeteria while the teachers watch on drinking coffee without doing a damn thing. (Cue Puri gnashing her teeth on those little things they missed)
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH BUT MR. MACHINIST DESERVED IT EVEN THOUGH WE BROKE ROTTEN EGGS IN HER MAILBOX WAAAAAAAHWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH OOH BLUBBER REPORTED US IT'S ALL HER FAULT"
BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. There's a reason he keeps those whippersnappers outta his lawn, you know. Also the letter Jill (the brat) wrote to the stamp company was unnecessary and disgusting.
Puri was waiting for Blubber (aka Linda) to flip out, commit suicide or pull a Columbia and tried to shoot everyone at the school. (You never know what 5th graders could do). But dammit, she was WAY too passive. Exqueeze me, but as someone who's been bullied, I was a real damn bitter kid back at those dark times, and would not STAND for them bothering me. I always complained to my parents, teachers, principles, counselors... the most my parents could do was move me out of school and try to set me in places with the least contact with other kids. Teachers and the rest, they'd be "lol, just ignore them" no matter how many times I tried telling them it did not fucking work.
At the end of the book, Jill the brat sees a play and comments about wishing it was like Harriet the Spy where the kids dressed as vegetables. (Man, I hated Harriet the Spy. I couldn't stop bawling my eyes out and ranting)
Me? Middle School-Age Puri would've wanted Sweeney Todd.
Guess that makes me a freak by nature, huh?
This is why I like books like Carrie, since the bullies and everybody who deserved it go through much-needed physical agony. I like seeing my oppressors suffer for a change. Burn baby burn~! ♥
"Ah ha ha, no." That's a comment I often thought to myself sarcastically as I read. Maybe I'm just bitter because I had to read the entire book from the POV of a snotty shallow little girl named Jill I kept wishing bad things to happen to. (Which did. But ONLY when she did something fucking right for a change) By "bad things", I mean physical torture to make her scream and you know, think for a change. Why is there no description of the kids trying to talk to the oblivious teachers or principles and merely shrugged off and told "just ignore them"? 'Cause I'd totally buy it. Hell, the teachers in the book are stupid enough. It would've made the message about bullying more powerful instead of you know, kids harassing and trying to rape this little girl in the cafeteria while the teachers watch on drinking coffee without doing a damn thing. (Cue Puri gnashing her teeth on those little things they missed)
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH BUT MR. MACHINIST DESERVED IT EVEN THOUGH WE BROKE ROTTEN EGGS IN HER MAILBOX WAAAAAAAHWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH OOH BLUBBER REPORTED US IT'S ALL HER FAULT"
BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. There's a reason he keeps those whippersnappers outta his lawn, you know. Also the letter Jill (the brat) wrote to the stamp company was unnecessary and disgusting.
Puri was waiting for Blubber (aka Linda) to flip out, commit suicide or pull a Columbia and tried to shoot everyone at the school. (You never know what 5th graders could do). But dammit, she was WAY too passive. Exqueeze me, but as someone who's been bullied, I was a real damn bitter kid back at those dark times, and would not STAND for them bothering me. I always complained to my parents, teachers, principles, counselors... the most my parents could do was move me out of school and try to set me in places with the least contact with other kids. Teachers and the rest, they'd be "lol, just ignore them" no matter how many times I tried telling them it did not fucking work.
At the end of the book, Jill the brat sees a play and comments about wishing it was like Harriet the Spy where the kids dressed as vegetables. (Man, I hated Harriet the Spy. I couldn't stop bawling my eyes out and ranting)
Me? Middle School-Age Puri would've wanted Sweeney Todd.
Guess that makes me a freak by nature, huh?
This is why I like books like Carrie, since the bullies and everybody who deserved it go through much-needed physical agony. I like seeing my oppressors suffer for a change. Burn baby burn~! ♥
