Paying for school doesn't buy class

I was going to post something totally different to begin this week, but f*ck it. Something just happened to me and I need to address it because that's how I process things. 

I woke up, watched my boyfriend get ready for work and walked my little pug. I made my coffee and sat down to eat breakfast and write a post and obviously checked my Instagram in the process. To my surprise, this user started commenting on every single one of my pictures. The comments have since been deleted and reported by yours truly, but they were along the lines of "your ugly" (CRINGE. GET YOUR GRAMMAR STRAIGHT, UGH. KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOUR AND YOU'RE) "like shit". I have good self-confidence (if anyone of my Marcy girls are reading... J'suis belle, j'suis fine, j'suis capable... GO Mme Bougie!) so it didn't really bother me that that particular person found me ugly or was comparing me to fecal matter. I know I'm not everyone's cup of tea, but does my face convey such emotions in you that you feel the need to comment such hateful and abusive content? 

He or she... I can't make out the gender of this particular user because the pictures on the feed include a cat and this creepy talking doll... is hiding behind the screen of their mobile device. So, that not only makes you look like a coward, but it also shows your lack of class. Guess you can pay for school, but you can't buy class (OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH). 

My first thought was "omg my boyfriend's ex totally created this account to stalk and hate on me" then my second thought was "omg my ex totally created this account to stalk and hate on me" then my third thought was "omg this person can't type for life... I need to explain to him/her the concept of contractions in the English language." 

So, I was going to bash and attack back, but then, I remembered that I am a classy young 22 year old that comes from a good family and that lashing out would amount to nothing. In the end, that guy/girl is probably lonely in life, has low self-confidence and is angry at his/her own life and feels the need to hurt others to make themselves feel better. So, I guess I'm not mad, I'm just sad that people feel the need to express their emotions in such negative ways.

On this Monday morning, I feel grateful for everything that I have, my health, my family, my boyfriend, my friends, my dogs Marley and Shadow and you, dear readers. Don't let the haters get to you and remember that for every person that likes you, there are 10 that really hate your guts. 

Enjoy your much needed morning coffee and have a wonderful day :) XOXO