Alright at least I wasn't called a "sissy" but this was the next worse thing to be called (after "eww he's spookkiieee"). I remember feeling so numb that I came home, gave the flowers to my mom, barely remembered her gratitude before I locked myself in my bedroom. I think I sat on my bed thinking repeating something like "There'll be one day when all the world will admire me for my beauty and talent. I swear you'll be sorry for what you said!" a zillion times until I was called for dinner.