When you're a student, everything's a potential sandwich

[friezaess]

So tomorrow is my last day of uni which means... weeks and weeks of stressing while lecturers take their sweet time marking everyone's shit. I've been getting 6's and 7's lately, so I'm hopeful. With any luck, I'll graduate in November and use my epic journalism degree to work at Queensland Newspapers... outside turning tricks for rent money.

I probably should've made more friends than I have. I tend to not connect with people very well. When I was a kid, a group of older boys used to hunt me down and give me vicious beatings in the schoolyard on a regular basis. (Teachers told me I'd get in trouble if I fought back, lawl). I tend to think of that as the point where my ability to relate to people became somewhat hampered. That plus I have a low tolerance for ego maniacal people and those that just do not shut up about themselves. Many people aren't bothered by this because they've adapted, but people those sort of one-sided conversations bore me to tears. Lots of those types in journalism, and not the ones you can get a story out of either!

Dad's playing 60's music and I'm not sure if he realises it comprises entirely of stoner ballads.

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[laurelleaf.livejournal.com]

I too was bullied by a group of thug bogan boys at school. When I turned around one day in class, and said 'Shut UP!' the teacher finally decided to take notice, and issued me a detention. (So I hear ya.)
About a year or so later I fell into a group of girls who only befriended me to torture, use and humiliate me behind my back. It's been many years in the making that I can even have female close friends.
Uh, trust. It won't come back overnight, but it will happen.

[friezaess.livejournal.com]

Oh the injustices of our youth. I guess it was a warning for adulthood.

Trust is terribly hard to manage, but due to my floggings, accompanied by the standard bullying like what you mentioned, I find it hard to believe that anyone could legitimately like me as a person and thus chicken out of potential friendships. Funny how those things tend to follow you in life.

[atratus-rowena.livejournal.com]

I'm in the same boat as you and Laurel. Between the team of boys physically assaulting me, the girls ganging up to combo me with humiliation and emotional manipulation it took years to be able to socially interact comfortably (yeah the teachers called me a whiny bitch in not so many words). I still have trust issues but my real kicker was the fact I internally associated that situation with my good grades. Even now when someone says 'you're really good at that' or gives me a mark above 5 I flinch 'cause I'm expecting a beating.

All music from the late 60's early 70's except pop is stoner ballads and stoners make the best music anyway if anyone can get the band to rehearse :)

[friezaess.livejournal.com]

Yeah, time and time again you hear about the teachers ignoring those who get kicked around most. I suppose they figure there's only so many times they can tell the other kids to knock it off before the words lose their meaning. I have come to realise that *really* trusting people is probably never going to happen for me, and the general hatred directed at me has always made me feel unlikable. Not that I haven't had some wonderful friends over the years, it's just amusing how the past can come back to bite you in the ass.

I prefer ballads about guys down in old Soho hooking up with ladyboys.

[swiftylily.livejournal.com]

Ooh love,
Ooh loverboy
What're you doin' tonight, hey boy
Everything's all right
Just hold on tight
That's because I'm a good old-fashioned fashioned lover boy