Facebook is strange

I've just come across the realization that almost half of my friends list is composed of either people who used to bully me in HS, or people I used to bully in HS. This is strange shit man. After all these years, (9 years), people friending me who I used to be tormented by, or people I used to torment. I guess time does heal all wounds. Except for 1 person, it took me 3 days before I got up enough balls to approve the friending. I was worried she might track me down and beat on me again. Anyways, that's all I know ATM.

 

I was in that situation today man. A Kenneth XXX friended me, and I was racking my brain to figure out how I knew him. I sat here for a couple miniutes before I realised, "It's KENNY!!" I used to make fun of him on the basis of his name alone. "OMG, they killed kenny!", walking around with his head to the side all the time also contributed to my harassment of him. Yeah, I knew there was probably a medical reason, (he had a tube in his neck or something), but I couldn't resist it. It probably didn't help him that I was on the same bus route as he was, so I got an extra 50m/day to flip him shit. I never got physical with him, but I made sure I tourtured him mentally. Yeah, I used to be an asshole. Until the 3rd grade, I was afraid of the guy who had wheels, (wheelchair guy is all I remember him as). In the 4th grade, I got tired of watching pud walk like a fool, so I yelled at him in class to "Quit walking like a retard. You know how to walk? Walk like a man for christ sakes!" He started walking like a normal human being after that point. I later became a BF with pud.

I also used to harass bernie horrendously, threw him into lockers, and everything else I could think of. We later became BFF, (I still didn't give up after he started using coke). Unfortunatly, he's now dead. He killed himself drunk driving to come out to see me. He slammed into a telephone pole at 70MPH, (according to the sheriff). I knew I was going to be called by his mom to be a pall-bearer, so I didn't awnser the phone for 5 days. I tried to sneak into the funeral, (show my friend respect), but I got seen by his mom and waved to come over. I felt bad enough even attending the funeral, but having to talk to his mom almost did me in. I still have an open invite from his father to come with him and fish any time I feel like it. Needless to say, I've never took up that offer. His older brother committed suicide 3 months later with a shotgun to the face. He had a note pinned on his chest of "Heather dumped me. Fuck the world!" He was supposed to ship off for the navy to start his 20 year career in a week. That was the second funeral I had to attend, and not even a year had gone by.

 

I used to be the biggest prick in town, (except for the people who used to beat me and otherwise make my school career a living hell), but I'm not anymore. Yeah, I can fight if I absolutly have to, but I don't go out looking for it anymore.

 

My HS mentalaity:

Guys: Stand and fight. I'm gonna fuck them up, or be fucked up, but I'll get respect by god!

Girls: RUN!! I stood up to them on one day. The last day of my senior year. I didn't even need to throw a punch. When I pulled out the tape recorder, sat it on my desk, and turned it on, that sure shut her up.

 

No gender gangs or anything. I just used to be a coward w/ chicks. If a guy wanted me to do something, my standard response was "eat shit and die you fucking asshole", and start waling thier way. If a chick started something, I pussied out and complied. Gettint it drilled into you at 8yo of "don't hit women" after hospitalising your cousin kind of drills it into you not to beat on women regardless how much they piss you off.

 

If he tries anything, he's going to end up dead. (standard policy for anybody who tries to kick in my door). Keep out = you're cool. Break in = You are a dead man.