...didn't quite fit. kids that scared me a little. sure there's weird and misfits in every school, but i'm talking about the scary weird kids.
they're in every school. don't try and say they aren't.
it's sad to me that these kids are clearly aren't right and don't get the help they need.
is it really a matter of privacy? what about responsibly to keep our society safe? ....our responsibility to all children.
so are the jocks/ Princess's who always harrass and bully those weirdos OK?
wierd kids most of the time dont end up doing bad things.
I was one of those kids, Christ
attempting self harm by the age of 9 agressive outbursts suicide attempts ( one in front of some freinds at school) soon after
luckily I wasnt clever enough to be able to get it right and thus Im a family man who is now 41, with agreat family. a great life
Music, surfing and the love of a wonderful lady eventually saved me
weird is what you think of others
weirdos think your weird
Ok eyedclear, I'll take the bait -- what kept you from turning into a Tucson shooter?
eyedclear? Waffledammit, it's eyedclaar, as in I Declare!!!! Get it straight before I go on a shooting rampage!
Alright seriously, my life isn't over, there's still time.
Ok, even more seriously,
Umm, how honest should I be?
I am anti-social. I always have been. I never once felt like I belonged with my species. It seems I am at odds with everthing people do and believe. I have the skills and tools to climb into a clocktower and unleash holy hell, and I'd be lying if I said the thought never crossed my mind as a younger man. Just read some of my early poetry. However, I couldn't really bring myself to harm someone I didn't have a personal problem with, and I am calmer now as far as mental health goes...
I realized just how violent I had become when I was blasting PJ in my house one day (rearviewmirror) and I swear I heard a pounding on my front door. Not even caring who was out there, I grabbed my loaded .44 and threw open the door. Thankfully, nobody was there. Might have been my guardian angel (that I don't believe in). Had it been a cop responding to a noise complaint, someone would have probably died. Shook me up a bit. And I've been trying to not let my anger control my life since that day.
Despite all this, I feel like one of the most sane humans on this planet. Almost everyone else just seems bat-shit crazy, or willingly ignorant, or just stupid. Is there another species I can claim as my own?
Mork was an Orkin, right? Do you travel around in a big egg?
Mt teachers sent me to see a psychiatrist when I was at school because I kept causing so much trouble. I was kept behind in detention practically every day for the first two or three years. It got to the point that it felt weird whenever I got to walk home at the same time as everyone else.
I did have fun at school though. It'd be interesting to meet some of my old teachers again.
Steve, all your teachers have either committed suicide or an mental hospitals... so if you wanted to see them that narrows it down a bit for you!
I had a great time in school... made brilliant friends, looked up girls skirts, annoyed teachers by arguing with them, played football, invented stuff.... i loved it! great times.
i did pick on other kids but not physically... i was cruel to them... for which i am now quite sorry... i'd say it to their faces but i think they are with Steve's teachers right now.. :twisted:
oh scary... 40000 morbidly obese christians wearing fanny packs invading europe is probably the least scariest thing since I watched an edited version of The Care Bears movie in an extremely brightly lit cinema.
Mt teachers sent me to see a psychiatrist when I was at school because I kept causing so much trouble. I was kept behind in detention practically every day for the first two or three years. It got to the point that it felt weird whenever I got to walk home at the same time as everyone else.
I did have fun at school though. It'd be interesting to meet some of my old teachers again.
Steve, all your teachers have either committed suicide or an mental hospitals... so if you wanted to see them that narrows it down a bit for you!
I had a great time in school... made brilliant friends, looked up girls skirts, annoyed teachers by arguing with them, played football, invented stuff.... i loved it! great times.
i did pick on other kids but not physically... i was cruel to them... for which i am now quite sorry... i'd say it to their faces but i think they are with Steve's teachers right now.. :twisted:
I know that our French teacher had something like a nervous breakdown because of me and my mates. Though I wasn't as bad as some people - I know someone who burned his school down.
I've noticed with my class as well as my 4 sibling's classes growing up, that the popular, smart kids, who were also bullies in school ended up doing nothing with their lives and stayed in our dreary upstate New York town after college. The outcasts (like moi) and kids that were picked on were the ones who got out of town and actually did something with their lives.
Just an observation.
Mt teachers sent me to see a psychiatrist when I was at school because I kept causing so much trouble. I was kept behind in detention practically every day for the first two or three years. It got to the point that it felt weird whenever I got to walk home at the same time as everyone else.
I did have fun at school though. It'd be interesting to meet some of my old teachers again.
Steve, all your teachers have either committed suicide or an mental hospitals... so if you wanted to see them that narrows it down a bit for you!
I had a great time in school... made brilliant friends, looked up girls skirts, annoyed teachers by arguing with them, played football, invented stuff.... i loved it! great times.
i did pick on other kids but not physically... i was cruel to them... for which i am now quite sorry... i'd say it to their faces but i think they are with Steve's teachers right now.. :twisted:
I know that our French teacher had something like a nervous breakdown because of me and my mates. Though I wasn't as bad as some people - I know someone who burned his school down.
I'm not even kidding but our teacher Mrs Reid did indeed have a breakdown as well... she also once asked me if I was a glue-sniffer... i told her i might have sniffed "le stick du pritt" but she didnt get it. :(
anyway, she had a breakdown and the head of French came in and told us we were all awful human beings.
oh scary... 40000 morbidly obese christians wearing fanny packs invading europe is probably the least scariest thing since I watched an edited version of The Care Bears movie in an extremely brightly lit cinema.
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so are the jocks/ Princess's who always harrass and bully those weirdos OK?
wierd kids most of the time dont end up doing bad things.
I was one of those kids, Christ
attempting self harm by the age of 9 agressive outbursts suicide attempts ( one in front of some freinds at school) soon after
luckily I wasnt clever enough to be able to get it right and thus Im a family man who is now 41, with agreat family. a great life
Music, surfing and the love of a wonderful lady eventually saved me
weird is what you think of others
weirdos think your weird
Mork was an Orkin, right? Do you travel around in a big egg?
Steve, all your teachers have either committed suicide or an mental hospitals... so if you wanted to see them that narrows it down a bit for you!
I had a great time in school... made brilliant friends, looked up girls skirts, annoyed teachers by arguing with them, played football, invented stuff.... i loved it! great times.
i did pick on other kids but not physically... i was cruel to them... for which i am now quite sorry... i'd say it to their faces but i think they are with Steve's teachers right now.. :twisted:
I know that our French teacher had something like a nervous breakdown because of me and my mates. Though I wasn't as bad as some people - I know someone who burned his school down.
Just an observation.
I'm not even kidding but our teacher Mrs Reid did indeed have a breakdown as well... she also once asked me if I was a glue-sniffer... i told her i might have sniffed "le stick du pritt" but she didnt get it. :(
anyway, she had a breakdown and the head of French came in and told us we were all awful human beings.
Would they pour their derision upon everything you did?
Did they expose every weakness, however carefully hidden by you kids?