That's been enough hate for one thread. Jeez.

Yup bullied, Then i snapped, Gave him a good hiding and then got expelled for it. wicked

Ah I love how the system works.

Yeah, I had a few bullies in my schooling. One in kindergarten that I remember, and then again in middle school (in-between was all home school). I think the worst was a group of idiots on the school bus in like 7th and 8th grade that bothered me every single day by throwing stuff at me. Paper balls, broken pens, wet candy, and one time they threw a box of plastic forks at me. In classes I had a whole circle of friends who ended up turning on me halfway through the year. In one day they went from total buddies to mortal enemies because the leader decided he didn't like me all of the sudden. Haven't really had friends since. Yeah. Middle School svcked. I didn't do anything about it either, besides brood at home whenever stuff happened.

High School was a breeze though. For some reason I kept to myself and nobody bothered me at all. :shrug:

Nevar.
But my monitor is beginning to warp at the corners, and so I shall desist from raining the force of my glare upon it.
*ahem*
Back on topic, I think at least part of the reason I was bullied was because I grew up in a very sports-oriented community. I had less than zero interest in sports. I was an intellectual- spent all my time reading, or with artwork, I was the sort of person who'd rather watch a ladybug crawl up a stalk of grass than shoot a ball through a hoop or run in circles on a gravel strip.
Plus -and this is high school I'm talking about here- I didn't drink, smoke, or do drugs, and I was absolutely uninterested in relationships. As a direct result, I became a social pariah.

Dunno about you, but methinks there's something wrong with that picture.

I was bullied and tormented my entire grade school years because of a god-awful stutter and because I was chubby, and because I wore glasses. I can't count how many times I ended up in the bathroom crying because I was so tired of being picked on. Then in 6th grade, my stutter magically disappeared, and then I got into a fight and kicked the crap outta the kid. That helped some. Then I got into two more fights in 8th and 9th grade that I also won, those eliminated all but the most stubborn bullies.In 10th grade I got contacts and then In 11th grade I got into one more fight and wiped the floor with the kid. No more bullies after that. 12th grade was pretty decent really, was much more socially accepted then I had ever been. Guess they realized there was a good deal more muscle underneath my then chubby exterior then they had thought.

Still, I have enough bad memories of HS that I'd rather show up at a class reunion with a machine gun then without. I talk to exactly two people from HS, one is my lifelong best friend, the other is a good friend I made in my Senior Year and we ended up working together in a warehouse for a year or so.

Would I be so awful to admit to being the bully?

A few years ago I bumped into a girl I had science classes with. She told me about how I used to sit in class and make fun of a weird laugh she had, and how it made her so self-concious that she went and purposefullly laughed differently even to this day. I felt awful, but swhat made it worse... I don't even remember picking on her.

I'm actually getting pushed around by someone in my homeroom. It hasn't escalated into physical violence yet, but I have a feeling it soon will.

If he starts anything, I plan to finish it.

Same here for all those things. I'm pretty sure I was in the high school library more often than the librarian, and it was always just me. I wasn't sure whether I wasn't supposed to be there and they just never locked the door, or if nobody came to work because it was abandoned all day anyway.

Nobody knew me well enough to know I wasn't involved in sports/drugs/relationships/whatever, though. I didn't talk to anyone. A fair amount of bullying was people trying to force me to speak. I was the loner weirdo in all sorts of ways.

I always got a few insults from some [censored], got beat up once in Elementary school, but I just emotionally abused people who gave me problems. Or the people who gave me problems got expelled.

Kick him in his flaps

Nope.
Boy messed with me in sixth grade, I beat his ass.
Boy messed with me in tenth grade, I knocked him out. Football player known as a menace knocked my lunch off the table in twelfth grade. I stood up on the table and got in his face.
I got a replacement lunch, and oddly, made a new friend.
I was bookish, quiet, and preferred to be left alone.
I am not a large person. 5'2, slight, so height has little to do with it.
Not being bullied is all about attitude.
Mean what you say and back it up.

Nah, I was friends with every clique in high school. I got along with everyone. I was even on good terms with all the teachers and the principle too.

Mamagato, forum badass.

Back when I was a kid, people used to pick on me because I was strange and had a funny voice. They also used to say I was "[censored]" and in need of special help, never mind the fact that I did better than most of them did back in grade school. Not to mention being called gay because I said I didn't like anybody. (That was a lie, I simply thought it was none of their business and felt uncomfortable talking about it. I still do feel that way.)

Nope, not me. I've never had the problem, which is surprising as I'm a complete nerd and am pretty small.

I know how you feel. Mind you I would rather be called gay than the [censored] I have been called recently, apparently I look like a pedophile and had to put up with being called one for about 2-3 years. Didnt know you could look like one, I [censored] hate highschool, honestly if there is ever a reunion (theres not) I hope they all have jobs they hate, a ruined marriage and are generally miserable as hell.

Nope. I don't like violence, I don't like people raising voices.
I was molested as a child by a teacher. My dad beat us with a razor strop, or his hand. I don't have a glass jaw. I learned all about pain management early on.
I made a promise to myself that I would not tolerate [censored] from anyone else.
My peers were little wanna bees, I knew pure hell.

Damn 0.0 sorry to hear about that, thats alot to go through, and no one should have to go through any of it.

I was, for a week last year. I told him he had three chances and when he finally got to the third one, he was on the ground gasping for air with a busted lip, all in 2 punches :3

Good job Peace.

As a gamer it was you duty yo yell "falcon punch" when you first hit him. Did you live up to your duty :stare:

That is totally the wrong way to deal with teenagers calling you gay. You do what I do and be super fabulous and laugh it off. It works a treat, humor diffuses any situation.

:nod:

You sure that's the truth? I was abused as a child as well. Still, it's kind of tough when you just post it up on the internet randomly, without much hesitation.