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I just want to say something about "fighting back"... it doesn't always work that way... I recieved a lot of emotional bullying in school and I almost always fought back... this got me in a LOT of shit with the teachers and I've come to realize now that a lot of it was done because the kids not only enjoyed tearing into my soul, but also enjoyed seeing me get in shit for defending myself... and what bothered me a lot in school was how little any of the teachers or principals cared about emotional bullying... in one situation where I was being intensily bullied, I went to the principal about it an he told me to "stop being a taddletale"... funny because not too long ago I was told by the school councellor to talk to the principal or the teacher if anything like this happened instead of "being the aggressor"... I seriously couldn't believe it...
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Damn my highschool principal hated me so much that it wasn't even funny. I remember one day there were three fights at school, 2 chicks went at it in the lobby blood everywhere, then a guy got his eye messed up cause another guy punched him with a ring on his finger, then me and the biggest mofo in the school faught, it was a brutal fight, must of had like at least 100 people watching it. I lost the fight, but I gave him some hard shots.
The principal called my mom and yelled at her and suspended me for a week. I got home and told my dad, he just about flipped out, drove to the school and put the faggot principal in his place, and magically I was back at school the next day. And when I asked the mofo for a rematch (asked for 2 straight years) he never gave me one or ever said shit to me again. That was my last highschool fight, it was a bad one I couldn't even stand up straight, my clothes were dranched in blood, when I took a shower I almost cryed from all the pain. Never again did I ever see anyone put up such a crazy fight as he did. Oh yeah the principal at commencement said congratulations and went to shake my hand and I just withdrew and grabbed my diploma and walked away. It was a massive hatred we had towards each other. |
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Hmmm lets see well i used to climb up this tree with my buddy and we would lob crab apples down at cars to make them bounce ect. Grew out of that before to much happened i did nail a cop car once and he got pissed and we went for a run through the bushes.
I once made a maltov coctale and tossed it onto the road which burned for a good 10 mins while cars had to stop or attemtp to drive through it/around it. I used to get picked on in high school as well. This one kid thought it would be funny to trip me when i was running to get to the bus i fell onto the concrete and busted up my wrist i couldnt play drums or write properlly for 2 weeks. When it healed i came back for him gave him a show it the head and a few good kicks while wearing my boots from shop he never fucked with me again. My fav would be a girl i asked out turn me down cause i wasnt popular enough and all that. Yet i ran into her at the club about 8 months later surrounded by everyone and i know the dj's playing she spent the entire night hitting on me as i just laughed at her told her i had standards and went back to helping my buddy have an awesome 19th b-day. |
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In grade 6 there was this really big stinky kid in our class and he was so weird and mean to everyone. He sat behind my best friend and I caught him playing with her hair one time ..eww. So one day before class we loosend up the bolts on his desk and when the teacher told us to all sit down we all did and the desk buckeld underneath him.. hahah, that was probably the meanest thing I have done. |
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well, the single meanest thing I've done, which is arguable.. would have to be a group effort camping after graduating from high school a few years back. So myself and 2 of my best friends were camping about 50km from cranbrook.. we decided to adventure in to cranbrook for something to do, and wandered the city in my car. Low and behold we find a set of 3 16 year old girls. chat it up for a while and convince them to come get drunk at our camp site. Gong show of the night, in the morning, my one friend and I are discussing the fact that we don't like the girl's attitudes and how they need to be taught a lesson. We close our other friend who is kind of a pussy on our plan, and did what I think is the meanest thingI have done in my life. We convince the girls that we have to go pay for our last day at the campsite and ask them to clean up the garbage(we left some food and a bit of booze for them to gather so they'd think we were coming back) packed up my car and took off. It was easily a 10km walk to the highway, and then another 40 into town. We checked the news every day and no girls died or went missing so my concsience is clear a bit.. but man that musta been rough for them.
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I just like it when I see those ppl today and they barley reconize me..it feels good :) |
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^ one night my friends and I were having a poker game and talking about how much of a douchebag my roomate at the time was(he wasn't home) se we decided to all piss into HIS toilet which he probably had never cleaned and was disgusting, then took his toothbrush and scrubbed shit off the sides onto it. he kept using it and never noticed. I gagged every time I saw him brushing his teeth
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It's the gift that keeps on giving... Until they buy a new tooth brush lol |
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I moved into my house on 22nd and dunbar. and it being a nice area, you think it would be cleanish right? wrong.
I moved my room in the basment so I could be away from all the random ppl moving in and out of the house all the time and got a lock on my door. I went to go use the bathroom next to my room and it looked like it hadn't been cleaned in over a year. It took me 4 hours and 2 bottles of draino to clean the flith out of the shower etc. Roomates are hard to live with sometimes. Not to mention they were charging me like 150 in bills every month when i was there no more than 2 days a week. I moved out 3 months ago....I just got my damage deposit back after 3 months of yelling at buddy and showing up there. I will never have roomates again like that again. I like living with my bf and his sister. They are clean ppl :) |
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I was bullied and tormented to the point where I literally wanted to die. If my parents had left me alone for long enough between the ages of 9-15 I probably would have killed myself. The best payback for me has been the simple fact that I am more succesful, more attractive, and far happier than every single one of the idiots who made my life miserable. KARMA. I think the worst thing that I have ever done to someone is break their heart. |
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I was bullied and tormented all through higschool, getting called a nerd, blah blah blah.. But here's an example of what my nerdiness did to get back at them:
i beiged boxed a girl's house (she was dumb twat that always called me names in highschool) and the phone bill was at the $600 range. take that, space bitch. god bless phreaking. |
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I can't say that I did too much bad, besides the normal kid teasing crap. But I do remember having to "prove" myself in highschool. I came from one school to another, where I had been best friends with the "hottest" guys sister, so everything had been easy. Steph and I had been super close, and were inseparable. We spent all our time together, held hands, had matching lunch boxes, etc. etc.. We had gone to our first rave together in grade 8. When we decided to both switch schools, it was a bit of an adjustment. Rumors had followed up that I was a raver and had a girlfriend. The school I went to was extremely homophobic. As a result, I spent a few months hiding in washrooms and skipping class. I didn't want to stand up and say that I was straight, cause that wouldn't have made a difference. Instead, I through a chair at the toughest girl in high school on day during class. I never got bugged again, and earned a lot of respect from my peers. edit - now all the dorks that did try and start shit, come up and ask me to hook them up for parties. Last edited by Avana; Sep 18, 06 at 11:46 PM. |
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-thrown into a garbage can -6 YEARS of rumors going around that I was in the mental institute and pulled a knief on my family -cheeted on/played -had my pants pulled down in PE infront of everyone -had a kid shove my face into the sand saying "eat sand eat sand" of corse the crying made it worse when the sand stuck to my eyes and face -Years of constinly being called "shorty", "midget", "shrimp" and along with many other short jokes. -The girls and I were skiny dipping and one of the boys came along and took my bathing suit top and put it in the fire!?! - My brother and I of course fought allot, but he was always 10X stronger then me and seriously beat the crap out of me. Since I was older I never had any sympothy. Last edited by Ree Fresh; Sep 19, 06 at 12:34 AM. |
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I actually didn't think it was funny when I heard it. I was shocked and revolted.
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