pick your battles

i remember that when i was around 10 years old i got bullied this one time by a group of classmates, most of them boys, among them there was this one girl. (she always followed them around, a stupid little bitch.) as one of them dragged my hair i turned around and slapped one of the boys on his face. (he happened to be standing right behind me.) it was recess. we were all standing at the playground. time stopped for a while. most of them seemed a bit shocked. and then the school bell rang. they threatened to tell the teacher.

and two lessons passed, and school ended, and the boy said nothing. we spent the rest of the years in peace. we weren't friends. but i haven't befriended many boys in my life. i don't have many friends in my life. it's always the same people i go to, most of them girls, a few of them are really nice boys. i am a little picky about the people i spend time with.

i got bullied a few times in my life because i had dark skin and looked different from other girls. it was usually the boys, stupid, ignorant little boys. i don't think many of them have grown up to be anything attractive.

i don't really enjoy fighting with people but then there are jerks giving birth to little jerks and these little jerks grow up being adult jerks and eventually jerks show up everywhere every once in a while.

most of the time you can't do much about them. but most bullies are cowards. you either play very smart, or play very hard. and you must always pick your battles. but most importantly, as you grow older you realize that time is only counting down to death, a minute passed is a minute lost -- never waste your life on worthless people.