Due to my eyesight issues I haven't gone through ALL the posts...
But I have to say that people are definately capable of being that mean. From Kindergarten to my H.S. graduation, I was picked on at least once every day by someone. Thank God in H.S., it went from brutal to normally rather petty. In Middle School I was tripped, kicked (IN FRONT OF CAFETERIA LADIES WHO DIDN'T EVEN GLANCE UPWARD WITH A GIRL EGGING HIM ON LOUDLY AND PROUDLY) and mocked in numerous other ways. I almost even got suspended for mooning someone in the locker room. For chrissakes, my underwear stuck to my shorts! I can't believe someone would say I had mooned them! Petty.
There was also an incident where we were going to the buses so there was the general stampede, and I was shoved from behind into the wall and it broke off one of the brakets on my braces. I never saw who did it, my reaction time for things has always sucked.
In High school, I made one good friend and a few days after graduation someone I'd talked to briefly for the whole four years became my best friend, we'd never really talked or hung out until then because of the type of nasty group she hung out with, but she herself was actually okay in spite of it all.
On my prom night someone came up to me right on the edge of the dance floor and swung me around twice as though dancing with me. Someone I didn't even like but figured 'what the heck' when he tried dancing. Then he let me go hard and fast and disappeared. I get emotional during slow songs so that and a slow song some minutes later had me in a few tears because I never had a boyfriend until I turned 21. Anyways I found out months later that one of the witches who had set up the prank approached my "adte" -- my best female friend at the time, and actually told her that I was crying because of their prank. Announced it proudly, too.
On graduation night, they were still throwing in their last punches. I told them they were pathetic and if they wanted to enjoy their success, they'd better let me enjoy mind because it wasn't too *beep* late for me to tell someone and keep them from getting their diplomas. I don't know if that was really true but it got them somewhat off my back. I think I was even tripped during the procession but I just shrugged it off. By then, thank god, I'd learned how to go "I am what I am and who I am and if you don't like it, then read between the lines then shove the whole story up your *ss." I'm still that way.
Liking broadway musicals doesn't make you popular in school even if you're in a huge chorus full of people who love them. LMAO.
So yeah people are rotten.
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