If you are a high school boy, I strongly suggest you avoid antagonizing me. For the rest of the week, at the very least. I am not going to be particularly happy. If you value your limbs or your dignity, you’ll follow my advice.
And good Gad, you better not call me emotional. Or weird, or an exaggerator or any language I may find derogatory (even if it happens to be true – I hold the right to be completely irrational).
Not unless you want to wake up tomorrow in a hospital with tubes coming out of your nose.