I went to an all boys high school and the prom was to this day one of the most brutal things I've experienced.
Being a loner I didn't plan to go with any group, I was reluctant but somehow my mum found out and insisted I went. So on the day I hastely put on some old hand me down suit that I shit you not my grandfather wore in his coffin (my family was so poor that they ended up having it re-possesed prior to cremation) and headed out to catch a ticket on the door.
I of course was late, hair all fucky and drenched from a downpour. I had gone the complete wrong way but ended up finding a sherpa in the form of the Chinese exchange student. As we headed inside I waved off the option for a professional photoshoot as I knew just how subhuman I looked and by the time I reached the dining hall noticed I there was the choice of only two tables, the latter of which was more or less the life raft for all the social reject losers without girls and status and it was nearly full.
It became clear I would have to endure a game of musical chairs for any hopes of commandeering the seat off this Ji (join-in/jester) kid that nobody seemed to like. I was sweating trying to not meet the gaze of any girl and so sat down in this empty seat, nobody seemed to mind. Then, that Ji kid came over, you know the type, fat-greasy-triangle player for the choir, anyway. He SITS ON MY FUCKING LAP, demanding I get up. All the beady eyes were on me, I felt as though I melted all the way into the seat.
So I slunk off to the loser table next to the Chinese foreign exchange student who was completely out of it with his eyes closed listening to his Walkman. Some other kid came in late and he was with his gf so they sat at my nigh empty table. The girl was odd, she played the 'knife game' and from the buffet plated a singular potato and half an asparagus. She ended up having some kind of meltdown and so that guy went off to console her in the corner. I ended up getting up and just talking with my balding truecel tech teacher for the remaining two hours.
I later found out that guy with the gf got cheated on her with another foid and she's now 'trans'. And she stole a bunch of antique shit from his house lol. She only dated him because her parents couldn't stand her and she had nowhere to go.
But I digress, this is how I became blackpilled.
Afterwards I wasn't getting picked up and I had no car. Everyone else had hired limousines and party busses and so went off to their after parties where they undoubtedly got drunk, smoked weed and had orgies. I of course walked out alone. At some point a group of teachers saw me and insisted I got in the car with them. It was strange to see the teachers a bit tipsy and fourthcoming, they seemed so normal. It was weirdly one of my favourite moments in this life.
By this point I was already aware of ER and I couldn't help but feel as though I was his re-incarnation, if only for a moment, like our lives were overlapping or something.
When I got home my mum was asleep so I snuck into my basement to my computer trying to find the site ER had used to talk with people similar to him as I wanted to find a 'solution' haha, if only I knew then right? Ended up on a bit of a doom scroll rabbit hole through various forums and sites but put it to the back of my mind thinking I was somehow gonna be immune, it get's pretty boring after that. The usual things happened and now I'm here.
Being a loner I didn't plan to go with any group, I was reluctant but somehow my mum found out and insisted I went. So on the day I hastely put on some old hand me down suit that I shit you not my grandfather wore in his coffin (my family was so poor that they ended up having it re-possesed prior to cremation) and headed out to catch a ticket on the door.
I of course was late, hair all fucky and drenched from a downpour. I had gone the complete wrong way but ended up finding a sherpa in the form of the Chinese exchange student. As we headed inside I waved off the option for a professional photoshoot as I knew just how subhuman I looked and by the time I reached the dining hall noticed I there was the choice of only two tables, the latter of which was more or less the life raft for all the social reject losers without girls and status and it was nearly full.
It became clear I would have to endure a game of musical chairs for any hopes of commandeering the seat off this Ji (join-in/jester) kid that nobody seemed to like. I was sweating trying to not meet the gaze of any girl and so sat down in this empty seat, nobody seemed to mind. Then, that Ji kid came over, you know the type, fat-greasy-triangle player for the choir, anyway. He SITS ON MY FUCKING LAP, demanding I get up. All the beady eyes were on me, I felt as though I melted all the way into the seat.
So I slunk off to the loser table next to the Chinese foreign exchange student who was completely out of it with his eyes closed listening to his Walkman. Some other kid came in late and he was with his gf so they sat at my nigh empty table. The girl was odd, she played the 'knife game' and from the buffet plated a singular potato and half an asparagus. She ended up having some kind of meltdown and so that guy went off to console her in the corner. I ended up getting up and just talking with my balding truecel tech teacher for the remaining two hours.
I later found out that guy with the gf got cheated on her with another foid and she's now 'trans'. And she stole a bunch of antique shit from his house lol. She only dated him because her parents couldn't stand her and she had nowhere to go.
But I digress, this is how I became blackpilled.
Afterwards I wasn't getting picked up and I had no car. Everyone else had hired limousines and party busses and so went off to their after parties where they undoubtedly got drunk, smoked weed and had orgies. I of course walked out alone. At some point a group of teachers saw me and insisted I got in the car with them. It was strange to see the teachers a bit tipsy and fourthcoming, they seemed so normal. It was weirdly one of my favourite moments in this life.
By this point I was already aware of ER and I couldn't help but feel as though I was his re-incarnation, if only for a moment, like our lives were overlapping or something.
When I got home my mum was asleep so I snuck into my basement to my computer trying to find the site ER had used to talk with people similar to him as I wanted to find a 'solution' haha, if only I knew then right? Ended up on a bit of a doom scroll rabbit hole through various forums and sites but put it to the back of my mind thinking I was somehow gonna be immune, it get's pretty boring after that. The usual things happened and now I'm here.
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