today is Friday day 4 if i'm not wrong since i turned 18. and i think i'm getting a hang of it. basically i have to act as if nothing has changed but secretly know within myself that everything has changed. well that's my little secret. i suddenly had a little realization that if i were to walk into 7 eleven and grab myself a beer i could walk out (after purchasing it off course) and not be questioned or detained. it was a powerful realization but at the same time i made a promise not to take advantage of this new found power i seem to whole. i shall tame myself till the right day and hour before i totally fully let loose.
haha well I do find myself remotely awaiting that day. im not a creature of simplicity and ordinary. i don't fancy seeing myself flowing into the norm of life and accepting it as fate. i believe in challenging fate and making myself heard. i don't remember myself having much of a problem with that through secondary school. i was what you may call self contained and ready to accept that i belonged in the background when i was in Junior College. it didn't sit too well with me i liked making myself heard. in primary school i made it my personal occupation unpaid off course to report to my teacher respectively about my opinion in which the class was heading and in secondary school i took to a higher level. if i didn't like the way i functioned i spoke it straight to your face whether you like it or not. when i became a senior in secondary school which meant secondary 3 and 4 i stopped even that. i began realizing that the world is a place filled with horrible ppl as often as nice people. but its the horrible ones that leave the most impact. because the more open you were to share your opinion the more openly they would tell me to my face they disagreed. they were very explicit in voicing their opinion. in other words they bullied. and when i spoke of my problems to my trusted teachers they blundered in handling the situation which led to yet more bullying. the bullying had gotten worst. they had started calling me names and one even emptied my bag in the middle of class. the teacher tried to get him back to his seat. they over turned my table. made me exsisting in the class almost impossible. all that because i reported their wrong doings to my teacher and my teacher accidentally blurted out my name to them while confronting. i became a victim of the worst kind of bullying. the psychological kind.
i hated myself i hated school i hated everyone. then i became a secondary 3 student. during th hols i made a promise to myself. i wont ever ever interfere in anything. if anyone did anything wrong in front of me i will act as if i didn't see it. i will act as if i was even cool with it. and i did just that. it became only me and my friends i went low key, i stopped playing an active role in student council. due to the bullying my grades had suffered my fault entirely and i paid the price by being placed in the worst class in the express stream. today i can say hats down that i was the best class any one can ask for. Secondary 3E1 and 4E1 from the year 2005 to 2006 with my form teacher Mr Raj was the bes medicine for someone who was recovering. someone like me. everyday was a joy, the class boys were so funny all the time. all my other classmates from the class before were now in the better classes. they bullied and studied. someone should include these in their resume. may get them noticed.
in my new class i concentrated on nothing but having fun and getting my grades up. and i did for my secondary 3 i was 3rd in class a long way from the second last i got when i was in secondary 2. it was nice to be respected for your grades and nothing else. i started taking care of myself too. grew my hair. lost weight. started taking myself seriously and living my life fore myself rather then the others, my vice principal who used to like me a lot started seeing the changes and didn't like what she saw. she started aiming looks at me that surprisingly didn't leave me in a puddle on blood. he surprising thing was it didn't bother me one single bit. i was starting to enjoy school some of my classmates were weary of me because of what they had heard from their friends who were once my classmates. i just ignored him and put up a front. which i grew very very good at doing.
the only few people who can read into me is my sis and my mum and dad i can fool anyone else. and i did. i was diligent if i should say so myself. and i did every piece of homework. started helping my classmates with their work and they started seeing me in a different light i was someone they had started to depend on. i stayed away from as much class politics as possible. i made sure i didn't have a black mark but i ignored all that they did. it was my life and i had it under control i stopped living it for other but for me and its about time i was appreciated.
that i certainly was. it was an education actually because one of the main culprits of my bullying in secondary 2 was made to sit beside me. he gave me hard time at first. then after we cliqued. even when he gave me stares and rude remarks or uttered vulgarities under his breath i would smile and give him a pat on his head. it was real interesting watching him change not entirely but he started tolerating me and i though i hated him in the beginning and put up a front. after that i started liking him not in a funny way. but my smile were more genuine and i started seeing under the bully exterior. and i pitied him.
coz after it all when i wen back home i had my family waiting for me who helped me thru everything. but him he went back home to money and wealth but other then that him home was empty. to him wherever he is i wish you happiness and hopefully someday you will stop putting up a front because only then buddy would you truly enjoy yourself.
i was like that with my family and small group of friends i could do the wierdest things with them and get away with it. there are not many people someone can just relax with. my friends were like that and i thank them for that, because if it wasn't for them i would never have been able to
pull myself back no matter how close i was to my family i did spend 3/4 of my day in school. they played a huge part. this thanks goes out to Kumareswari, Kaithri, Devannai, Banumathi, Swetha, Priya. without you i have no idea what kind of person i would have turned out to be.