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03/07/10(Sun)01:15 No.31842967During
my entire grade school career there was this one jackass who would
always fuck with me. Most of his shit was the kind that you really
couldn't prove, or couldn't really be 'considered' bullying. Mostly it
was just the way he looked or spoke to me that just made me feel like
shit. He was also a class clown and got himself into trouble a lot, and
actually had to go to the other high school my entire junior year. That
year was heaven. Didn't see much of him my senior year, which was nice.
My
school was kinda like the 'ghetto' school, on the outskirts of town out
in the woods, compared to the nicer school in the center of town, and
that kinda brought us together, preps, jocks, nerds, etc. I had a friend
who went there once and just chilled around in the halls one day, and
he described it as being "blindingly white". Meaning there were a lot of
stuck up rich kids. I mean, obviously there were a few bad apples
throughout the grades at my old school, but most of the cliches
graduated the year before my class, and my class was pretty tight knit.
We were also the worst pranksters the school had ever seen.
What
was unique about my school was that there weren't many true 'cliques',
per se. Generally people kept to their own friends, but the jocks and
preps, for lack of better terms, were actually really nice people, and I
spoke to them during class sometimes, just chit chat. I was more of a
loner type, since I didn't like associating myself with the 'otaku'
crowd, and I was too shy to talk to anyone else.
Still like that
in college now, too. Too shy to talk to anyone, but some people do chat
with me on occasion in class. |