Great day.. NOT!! (Bullying issue blog) i just knocked one of em out!!
Blog Entry: Great day.. NOT!! (Bullying issue blog) i just knocked one of em out!!
Blog Entry: Great day.. NOT!! (Bullying issue blog) i just knocked one of em out!!
Posted by: skillai
Posted: April 18, 2008, 9:58:14 AM
Mood: good, because the bully will be ashamed
Currently: fighting
Listening To: music
Posted: April 18, 2008, 9:58:14 AM
Mood: good, because the bully will be ashamed
Currently: fighting
Listening To: music
Okay main news is i have broken my hand and only have use of one finger :P but do not worry i am actually typing this with a broken hand on a laptop. sounds lovley eh?
Hello people. today is just a nightmare for me.
Okay i will start from the beginning.
I Was walking to school normal say. ain't broken my hand yet. i walked into my school. went to breakfast club had sugar puffs. Look although i was really p!!!!!!!ed from yesterdays evnts (i am sort of bullied. even if i have normal brute strength and am tall and have broad shoulders. and yet i am having a year seven pushing me around?!! wat up with that??!? bullying me. and he is even shorter and skinny. and he has the guts to bully me AFTER i chased him with a golf club. he is a P(girl privates) and i let him bully me!!. so anyways i went to where i normally hang out. i was messing about with my mates when he comes with his little "gang" he ends up provoking me and start attacking him. i lost my cool . since it was not like me at all to attack someone. as of my tallness and just plain threateaning look. i go over to him because he insults me. i hit him over the head. lucky for me he has short arms so he can hardly hit me ( i have long arms) i brought him to the floor. as everyone knew in my middle school. if anyone gets to the ground with me fighting them. its over i pound them senseless. anyways
he fell to the ground near one of the walls (i had hoped he hit his head and fell.) e was on his side to i got ontop of him and started pounding in the back of the head. (he was in the position of a boxer when defending trying to protect his face. i di not care abou my wellbeing. if i could not hit his face i would do the back of his head. so i started poiungind g the back of his head until he started crying i stopped then and walked away.. about half an hour later i was in the medic room checking out my fingers because i could not move them and they were buldging like barnie gotten fat and turned into the first dinosaur hill (i has really big bruises and was swelling badly)
the last time he saw me was when he was cryin and walking down some steps... for the weekend .. wel it will be very satifying in the morning
Hello people. today is just a nightmare for me.
Okay i will start from the beginning.
I Was walking to school normal say. ain't broken my hand yet. i walked into my school. went to breakfast club had sugar puffs. Look although i was really p!!!!!!!ed from yesterdays evnts (i am sort of bullied. even if i have normal brute strength and am tall and have broad shoulders. and yet i am having a year seven pushing me around?!! wat up with that??!? bullying me. and he is even shorter and skinny. and he has the guts to bully me AFTER i chased him with a golf club. he is a P(girl privates) and i let him bully me!!. so anyways i went to where i normally hang out. i was messing about with my mates when he comes with his little "gang" he ends up provoking me and start attacking him. i lost my cool . since it was not like me at all to attack someone. as of my tallness and just plain threateaning look. i go over to him because he insults me. i hit him over the head. lucky for me he has short arms so he can hardly hit me ( i have long arms) i brought him to the floor. as everyone knew in my middle school. if anyone gets to the ground with me fighting them. its over i pound them senseless. anyways
he fell to the ground near one of the walls (i had hoped he hit his head and fell.) e was on his side to i got ontop of him and started pounding in the back of the head. (he was in the position of a boxer when defending trying to protect his face. i di not care abou my wellbeing. if i could not hit his face i would do the back of his head. so i started poiungind g the back of his head until he started crying i stopped then and walked away.. about half an hour later i was in the medic room checking out my fingers because i could not move them and they were buldging like barnie gotten fat and turned into the first dinosaur hill (i has really big bruises and was swelling badly)
the last time he saw me was when he was cryin and walking down some steps... for the weekend .. wel it will be very satifying in the morning