Oh man, oh man. Bullying. I've been bullied so many times that I lost count. Everytime I felt so bad that I wanted to take a gun and shoot then. But everytime I chilled down because I knew it's not worth it. I always had friends due to my sociable nature so it wasn't a problem of that.

I don't drink. I don't smoke. I like clubbing but don't go often.

But I was always friends with the bigger guys. Back in the 7th and 8th grade, I was ok with my classmates (they weren't very fond of me) and sometimes I got into fights (once I got it so badly - a fist in the back of my head - that blood dripped from my nose). But I seriously didn't give a damn about these morons. I always concentrated on my thing and at one point 2 guys were kinda annoyed I knew the 12th grade girls and they didn't.

And plus, I always keep faith that I'll get my revenge one day.

So, ignore. Try to bite them. And when they come on you, run. Until you punch seriously or have the daisies to give them a bat between dem eggs, run. Run and fight another day rather than fight till you die this day.

Hope everything goes well.