Don’t Look Down

Beautiful -- the first week of school in 2008 and already I feel like shit. I'm missing 2007.

The day started off with first period and gym and one of those kids that takes the class WAY too seriously. He starts bitching that I'm not helping the team and I'm getting a grade for standing around. I catch the ball and pass it. "His first pass! This is life changing." We exchange a look. A few minutes later, I have the ball again and pass it to him. He catching. "(sarcastically)Nice throw..." I ignore him and turn around. He throws the ball at my head. A few people start laughing. I turn around "What the fuck was that?" He says something like "You should pay attention." I turn to Lex. "I'm about to fucking punch this kid." 
Meanwhile in the locker room: Apparently these peoples' minds can't comprehend that I am also in the room.
Loser Kid: They should just make a fucking team of me and (someone I couldn't care less about). That faggot was just standing there. He's getting a fucking grade for watching us play.
Random #1: Did you hear what that fag said about you to Lex?
Loser Kid: He was talking about me?
Random #1: He said he wanted to punch you in the face.
Random #2: Yeah, after you hit him in the head, he turned to Lex and said he was going to punch you.
Loser Kid: That faggot should stick to sucking cock and leave sports to actual guys.
Whatever. I knew I would have to deal with this kind of talk. I walk past them on my way out to make sure that know I heard the whole thing. We kind of exchange a look. That was literally the closest I've ever gotten to actually going to punch someone but I'm not about to start shit. I have enough going on without having to worry about sport-addicts and their PE grade. Get a life.
I know this isn't the end of this...
I basically zoned out all day. I know I shouldn't let peoples' shit go to my head but it really hurts to hear what assholes have to say about you when they think you're not listening. 
Later in the day, I had an awkward hallway moment with some other people. I wish I didn't have to see everyday... I tried to tell myself it wasn't that big of a deal -- being forced to walk towards them in an empty hallway as they were walking the opposite way. It was the kind of thing where you're not sure if you should aknowledge them, ignore them, or just act like nothing's wrong. I was basically freaked out for the following 45 minutes of class. I don't even remember what was talked about. I wish I had gone to the bathroom and put myself together. I thought I was about to pass out...