Hello my Interwebs,
Today I shall be telling you a story about my argument with one of my family friends, who I shall lovingly name: Penny (because that’s the name that was used in one of our readings). Now bit of background about Penny, she’s a little spoilt and apparently always, always gets her way at the end of the day. Which to be honest didn’t bother me because I wasn’t living with her and most of the time she was fine whenever we hung out, so whatever. Anyways I was inspired to talk about this… experience due to our lecture, where we were arguing about the validity of information online.

So here goes…

Me and Penny, along with a third girl who I shall just called the third girl because she doesn’t play that big a role, were all hanging out at Penny’s house in her room just chilling. And so I discovered a while later that me and the third girl had a common interest in the Australian artist: Iggy Azalea. So we just started listening to some of her songs on youtube via her iPhone, and after a while the third girl asked me about Iggy’s ass and if it was “real”. Now I Googled that question before and according to some news websites she had gotten some plastic surgery. All of a sudden, Penny (who is next to me) grabs my hand and starts blabbering incoherently about how I shouldn’t believe everything I find on the media and internet.

Now side story, Penny is an avid Justin Bieber fan and got upset once upon a time when I told her that he was caught DUI, peed in a bucket, called a fan a beached whale and basically all of the other awful and stupid things he’s done. Her defence back then was that the media were just assholes and that I shouldn’t believe everything that I was told.

Back to the original story, Penny starts saying the same thing again, saying that I was stupid if I believed that nonsense and that she doesn’t trust anything I say. Look, if she had solid proof that I was wrong then I would happily had agreed that I was wrong and moved on with the subject because I know that the internet isn’t always correct. However instead of proving me wrong, she instead called me “stupid” and then proceeded to scream something I really don’t understand because at that point I started telling her to (for the lack of words) “fuck off” due to the fact that I had no idea what she was upset about. I clearly explained to her that she didn’t even like Iggy and I was simply stating something I’ve read on a news website, much like what I’ve ready about Justin Bieber. She kept saying “YOU’RE NOT LISTENING, YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME” and my response? “Why” because why the fuck did I have to listen to her? No reason really, and it wasn’t ‘oh I hate you’ thing, it was purely the fact that she had no proof that what I said was wrong and well… I didn’t care because either way why did it matter? It didn’t, Iggy’s ass has nothing to really do with us, nor does it affect us. However she just seemed to get more and more pissed off because I refused to agree with what she was trying to say (whatever that might have been), it even got to a point where she told me that I was to leave her room and get out of her house. In which I replied that I would “totally listen to you”… if the house had been actually hers and not her parents, which just got her more annoyed… oops. Don’t get me wrong, I thought this whole situation was hilarious, because as the argument went onwards, her parents came in to tell her that she was being a nuisance (as they could hear her yelling) and then she proceeded to bring up OLD OLD OLD insults when I used to have no friends… 3 years ago… Yeah 2011 called they want their insults back.

So basically this all ended when Penny told the third girl that they were going to take her home and leave me here in her room by myself. Yes, I did laugh myself silly when they finally left the room. I had absolutely no idea what had just happened, why was she mad over something and someone that she didn’t even really like? Ahhhh…. The great mysteries of life I say.

Let this be a lesson learned my friends, as Elsa from Frozen said, “Let it go, let it go…”