Say Anything.
'Say Anything' is a John Cusak/Cameron Crowe 1989 teen flick. ' A noble underachiever and a beautiful valedictorian fall in love the summer before she goes off to college.' This is actually not what this thread is about, but the message is the same.
Actually no it isn't, I just like imdb.com and the title sounded interesting. /snort
This is not necessarily a vent thread - far from it. This is about saying anything - weather, the bird outside your work window, the fundamental differences between Mormons and catholics, how Law and Order Criminal Intent doesn't get the props it deserves, that I always forget whether it's 'it's' or 'its', that my daughter has a beautiful smile and the first guy that breaks her heart - I'm breaking his knees...it's about anything.
So, say anything.
When people on my server are looking for a group for the Argent Tournament dailys, they say "LFG chillmanders". That makes me want to cut a bitch. Just had to get that out there.
If you are one of those people who says "chillmanders", stop. Or die. Die horribly.
This is used incessantly on Argent Dawn.
I don't mind it, if it gets me in a group, and if it gets me in a successful fast group fast, it's all the same to me.
I may cry. :ole
I am feeling weary and deflated after receiving a phone call from the school deputy headmistress to tell me the son unit was involved in a fight today. I can't afford to send him to the private school I want to send him to, I don't want to send him to a catholic/christian school because of personal beliefs, I don't know if I have the skills or the ability to homeschool. I just want the little shits that keep baiting him with teasing and excluding him from playing till he gets upset and acts out to fuck right off and leave him alone. Someone tell me it will be ok. Because at the moment I just feel like I am failing him and his mental happiness.
He asks me to send him to a different school but obviously it is not that simple. I wish it was, I really do.
On a more up note, I finally figured out why the lights in my render looked wonky. They look ok now. I think I need some coffee.
Last year, my son (hes almost 10 now) was getting in fights at school (he has a short temper and part of it was because I believe he was having a difficult time because of hubby and I were separated). After hubby and I worked things out and got back together, he was still getting in trouble at school. We decided that maybe if he had an outlet, it would help...so we enrolled him in Karate classes. It really helped teach him discipline and self control, as well as how to respect others. Not to mention the physical part that kept him wore out and tired which is great for a boy who has so much energy. LOL He stopped getting in fights and had a blast making new friends. :)
I don't know if something like karate classes would be something you would consider, but it's a suggestion :) and did help my little man. I've always tried to keep my son busy with some sort of after school activity whether it be karate, sports, or what. I know as an adult, I need my outlet (art'ing!) when I get stressed or overwhelmed and so it only made sense my kids need one too.
But one of the conditions we had for them to trade schools was that they both kept up good grades, and matty's grades arent so great and hes not been the healthiest kid either. So, sadly doesnt look like itll happen this year.
I wish the world was like the Cosby show and things were fixed by the end of the day.
/hug
Then too, this was a situation with only one bully. Get a group together and they feed off each other, and become stronger, but that's when I would contact the school, and have a meeting with the principal and teachers. If there is ever any physical violence, I wouldn't hesitate to contact the police either. I've read too many horror stories about kids who are killed by peers, over the most stupid reasons. There isn't anything I wouldn't do to try and protect my child.
You just gotta gauge if it's really too much and is causing emotional damage or if it's something that they can learn and grow from.
Oh Roz, I love seeing the girls play with James it's funny how even though the girls at 8 and 10 years older than him they fit together so well. It really is awesome. :D
I just want the little shits that keep baiting him with teasing and excluding him from playing till he gets upset and acts out to fuck right off and leave him alone.
Everyone is doing a nice job of keeping everything PC and Dr. Spock and all, so I'm going to take it back to the old school for a second and tell you that sometimes, the only solution is to punch a motherfucker in the mouth.
I don't know how it is with girls, but that's how boys roll.
It's like a pack of wild dogs. If you submit or show fear, you are fair game. If you stand up for yourself and show you are not easy prey, they will (usually, hopefully) leave you alone... if you don't become the new Alpha dog yourself. Teachers and parents and law enforcement officers may not like it, but unfortunately, the world still works that way.
He also seems to have a massively overdeveloped sense of justice. So if some kid picks him and that kid doesn't get in trouble for it, Dale really feels slighted LOL Hubby spent some time talking to him this morning about practical ways for boys to deal with their stuff so I hope some of that sunk in.
I don't know about karate or other martial arts, I think we have enough on our plate right now, he does tennis lessons and cricket, both of which he likes to play. If we added another activity it may be too much stuff. For me as well as the kid LOL We only have 4 more weeks of school left this year, so maybe with a 6 week break over summer he will have time to recover and develop some better attitudes and strategies for dealing with shitty kids.
Thanks for the ears!
Dear Repeat Offender Vendor,
Please put your effing textures in the folder. This is the 5th or 6th thing I've tested for you and you leave out the effing textures. STOP IT. It's driving me nuts. You may recieve a pipe bomb from Wyoming.
Yours Truly,
Disgruntled Tester
....some of these people, I swear.
I tried to tell my parents but they would just wave me off like they always did, tell me to stop being a wimp and stand up for myself. Don't hit first, but hit back. That's all very good if they actually hit me, but I think I only got into one actual fight at school. It was all verbal stuff, from like the whole grade. Even my so called friends would join in.
I told the teachers but they did very little. It would stop for a day or two then start again. I got to the stage where I was sure I was meant to be the underdog all my life. If my own parents didn't want to help me, why the fuck should I care what happened to me? I had no one else. Do you know what it feels like to feel you are alone in the whole world? That there is not one other person who understands you even the tiniest bit? I do. And I would not wish it on any kid.
Usually it is a parents separation/divorce that triggers this, or so we are told. For me it was the breaking point. I was angry that my life got even worse, furious with fate. I started fighting back, mostly out of suppressed rage rather than any desire to stand up for my self. By that time I was convinced I was worthless. But fighting back was a good outlet for all that rage that I couldn't release any way else at the time. I still never hit anyone at school without them hitting me first, but the fact that I was finally fighting back seemed to make them lose the fun in it. It never went away completely, but by grade 11 it seemed alot better, or maybe I just no longer cared.
Now I am much different. I hit puberty finally and now am built like a brick shithouse wall. No one has picked a fight with me in years lol. I still have that well of rage deep down. I don't think it will ever be empty, too many years of being helpless against both school and my home troubles with my fucked up stepfather. But since I moved to Canada I have all but extinguished it, I am more at peace with myself than I have ever been.
Will I ever be truly healed? I don't know. I still have doubts about myself, if I am worth anything to anyone. I long for the day someone will turn to me and say they love me, and mean it.
I am so glad you all take an interest in your kids lifes. Stand up for them and guide them and tell them you love them regardless. I am glad they are able to talk to you, because I was not able to talk to mine. I am glad you listen, because no one listened to me. Keep it up.
I was a regular target for school crap as well, but due to my religion, I was brought up as a Jehovah's Witness so I stood out from the crowd very often. No birthdays or xmas etc, and a weird slant on life and fitting in or rather not fitting in with the "world". I left that church when I was 17 and moved in with my (to-be) hubby. I am more of a secular orientation now, I have reconciled my thoughts about god and religion with myself and am happy with my choices. I believe it takes as long to undo the hurt and pain of childhood anguish as it took to cause it, and there are parts of us that will never recover from those wounds. It sounds to me like you have some serious emotional injuries Jet; but it is important to understand that we are all valuable, we all have something special to give and we all have capacity to be loved.
I think of it this way... if you had been in an accident and had received a massive cut on your leg, people would come and tend the wound, bind it and treat it till it healed. Physical wounds are easy, we can see them, they bleed and scar and heal. You have been in an emotional car wreck, your wound is deep as a well like you put it. The problem is, only you can touch it. Other people might be able to see it's effect but only you can bind it and make it better. Other people can give you support and the emotional bandages to keep you together but only you can put them on because only you can feel where it hurts.
In a perfect world we wouldn't have this stuff to deal with, in our world we just have to rely on each other to get us through the pain and obstacles that confront us. Some people like to rely on faith or spirituality and if that works then that is great too. Some of us are too bruised to believe and that is where friends have to step up to the plate and be there.
Deep and meaningful in the Say Anything thread!