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were u the dirty kid ?
war boy?
the snitch?
lil romeo?
the shy1?
what were u ?
i was a lil bit of all those on top besides for the snitch cuz i was the 1 always in trouble!
i love playing wid me gi- joes, my big wheel and my machine gun-ak -47 straight from toy's r us :D
i was abit of all of them from time to time :lol:
I was a wuss :lol:
Never grassed on anyone in my life, I was the one who took the wrap for my mates :rolleyes:
I used to play army :lol: Had a big knife and a 177 Gat gun and a Replica Colt 45 with the barrel filled in :)
Had loads of suits, Buck rogers, Superman, Spiderman, Batman, soldier, He-man etc :)
Played football and a load of sports :)
Always loved movies and got a Spectrum 128k +2 for my tenth birthday, first game was called "Oh Mummy" was basically a rip off of pacman :lol:
Was bad tempered when on my own and used to punch doors and stuff, used to build model planes and cars etc :)
Had a good chilhood for the most part, good parents :)
School was hell :(
Jonno B)
im still a kid :(
im a sexy kid :lol:
A bit odd so I have been told on occasion..
generally ok, but would hang around with band camp types one day and head bangers the next. No one ever objected but the groups rarely mixed.
Still a bit like that now.
Oh...and rarely got caught. :lol:
understatement! School is really bad. If it isnt the actual school work gettin u down its your friends and if its not your friends its your enemys. It's a lose - lose situation! <_<Quote:
Originally posted by JONNO_CELEBS@18 April 2004 - 23:08
School was hell :(
misunderstood. :ninja:
I had an over-active imagination, I would run around thinking I was a super hero, or something like that. :lol: :blink: :unsure:
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Originally posted by shn@19 April 2004 - 06:44
misunderstood. :ninja:
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misunderstood. :ninja:
what are you talking about?
Did you just answer a question that I never asked you? :frusty:
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misunderstood. :ninja:
It's not a hard question, you know :rolleyes:
Did you just answer a question that I never asked you? :frusty: [/b][/quote]
It was intended to be a joke as my reply was based around the "funny" interpretation of your answer that rather than you actually being a "misunderstood" child, you "misunderstood" the question...
Ah, feck it, I'll get me coat :(
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misunderstood. :ninja:
It's not a hard question, you know :rolleyes:
what are you talking about?
Did you just answer a question that I never asked you? :frusty:
Ah, feck it, I'll get me coat :( [/b][/quote]
Backseat riders have no control over the car.
Your on the road to nowhere. ;)
For some it is, not for all, it was for me, altho I passed all my gcse's it was only just, I was hardly there for the last 2 years, to afraid to go most of the time, either cos I could'nt do the "Stand up Talks" or I was gonna get a kicking which got kinda boring after the first 8 years :rolleyes: So I used to bunk off and break into mates houses with them or just hang around smoking and drinking.Quote:
Originally posted by Marius24@19 April 2004 - 02:49
understatement! School is really bad. If it isnt the actual school work gettin u down its your friends and if its not your friends its your enemys. It's a lose - lose situation! <_<
Looking back I wish I had tried harder, maybe I would have made something of my life. So as bad as it may seem, hang in there cos it IS worth the hassle, just think when you leave with qualifications round your neck you'll make so much money you can hire hit men to get revenge for you :devil:
@shn.........Cheer up girl, Gen was just having a giggle :)
Jonno B)
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misunderstood. :ninja:
It's not a hard question, you know :rolleyes:
what are you talking about?
Did you just answer a question that I never asked you? :frusty:
It was intended to be a joke as my reply was based around the "funny" interpretation of your answer that rather than you actually being a "misunderstood" child, you "misunderstood" the question...
Ah, feck it, I'll get me coat :(
Your on the road to nowhere. ;) [/b][/quote]
are you crazy stu from life mechanics?
a clown, a fighter, the bullied, the bully, performer.
:smoke:
I was all o' them, dependin' on the situation.
When the kids from the next street tried to wreck our tree house or build one on our turf, we beat 'em up.
When we found open cellars in ruins of old houses, down we went an' came up dirtier than anything
When my pals tried to melt a he-man figure with a lighter indoors at a birthdayparty, I ratted 'em out.
When I was six or so, I had two female friends I always tried to get kisses from, an' sometimes I did. I even saw 'em nekkid-Score!
When some distant relative came to visit, you couldn't get me to say much even though I was usually a motor-mouth.
We also did our best to cut down every tree in the woods.
Apart from static here and there (such as bein' beaten by a friend's semi-psychotic mom :angry: and staggering home bleedin' (it's true, but then I had a penchant for really pissin' people off)), my childhood memories are pretty great. And I've got the scars to prove it, jumpin' out of trees and cutting myself on abandoned farming equipment, crashing my bike on gravel and scratching up my entire thigh and so on, i always had a bunch o' scabs somewhere. :D
It was glorious, except in school, and when my teens came...that pretty much wrecked everything I was.
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@19 April 2004 - 06:44
misunderstood. :ninja:
It's not a hard question, you know :rolleyes:
what are you talking about?
Did you just answer a question that I never asked you? :frusty:
It was intended to be a joke as my reply was based around the "funny" interpretation of your answer that rather than you actually being a "misunderstood" child, you "misunderstood" the question...
Ah, feck it, I'll get me coat :(
Backseat riders have no control over the car.
Your on the road to nowhere. ;)
Yeah I'm crazy.
:)
i was the sweet innnocent one when i was younger - and i still am :unsure: :ph34r:
and oi this is a kinda copy of my thread !!
Erm...the other kids thought I was crazy, my teachers thought I was highly intelligent.
I had an overactive imagination and for some reason I was always able to convince other people my way was the right way. When I was 8 or so I used to get into a lot of fights with some boys ( It worried the teachers I was so violent at times, I never told them I got beat up at home by my dad almost every day). That stopped after I kicked one of them in the balls. When I was a bit older I was just a weirdo. i read a lot and knew more than I should have known for my age I suppose. I once got punished for telling the class meningitis could be infectuous after one of my mates brother got it.
The first 2 years of highschool were hell. The first year was just because I dressed weird and used to hang out with boys a lot. Apparently that was not done. Second year my dad succeeded in creating some more debts and we basically didn't have any money to buy decent clothing or food. Ah yes, kids can be so cruel.
Anyway. The summer after my 14th birthday my dad died and I became a completely different person. My mum didn't really know how to control me so she just let me have my way. I don't know if she was just too tired to try and stop me or she felt guilty about all the years I wasn't even allowed to buy candy. It was cool. I got to develop myself in a way few people get the chance. By the time school started again in september everyone loved me and wanted to be my friend. I became the class clown and my grades dropped majestically.
It's that year I met my 1st boyfriend. From a free-minded hippy I became a stuck-up bitch. I didn't go out anymore, spent all my money on clothes etc...
Boyfriend turned out to be a right bastard. Beatings, rape,...I suppose that's when I stopped being a kid. I passed the 4th year. Then broke up with the guy the next year, he stalked me for months. I got into the gothic scene, started drinking, using drugs stayed away from school. My mum didn't really care, I cared even less. Got kicked out of school when they caught a mate and me with a bottle of vodka on a school trip and some stories about a party I had thrown.
I met Bender when I was 17, that got me back on me feet. I was a really good student the last two years of highschool :)
Did I overdo it here? :blink:
yes - you should've posted it in 'highschool' :P
We people o' the k-lite board- a happy bunch!
At least i had somewhere to go- a home, and parents that tried their best to protect me.
I'm sorry for you, Skweeky.
Meh...shit happens SnnY. It made me who I am today and I like who I am.
All that used to be in the way everytime I did something. In a small way it still is, but it affects me less and less the older I get. That's how it went and there's nothing I can do about it. If I ever have kids I can offer them a completely different life. That's what matters.
Well said, i tend to dwell too much on the past, myself.
your attitude seems better.
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Originally posted by Skweeky@19 April 2004 - 08:45
Erm...the other kids thought I was crazy, my teachers thought I was highly intelligent.
I had an overactive imagination and for some reason I was always able to convince other people my way was the right way. When I was 8 or so I used to get into a lot of fights with some boys ( It worried the teachers I was so violent at times, I never told them I got beat up at home by my dad almost every day). That stopped after I kicked one of them in the balls. When I was a bit older I was just a weirdo. i read a lot and knew more than I should have known for my age I suppose. I once got punished for telling the class meningitis could be infectuous after one of my mates brother got it.
The first 2 years of highschool were hell. The first year was just because I dressed weird and used to hang out with boys a lot. Apparently that was not done. Second year my dad succeeded in creating some more debts and we basically didn't have any money to buy decent clothing or food. Ah yes, kids can be so cruel.
Anyway. The summer after my 14th birthday my dad died and I became a completely different person. My mum didn't really know how to control me so she just let me have my way. I don't know if she was just too tired to try and stop me or she felt guilty about all the years I wasn't even allowed to buy candy. It was cool. I got to develop myself in a way few people get the chance. By the time school started again in september everyone loved me and wanted to be my friend. I became the class clown and my grades dropped majestically.
It's that year I met my 1st boyfriend. From a free-minded hippy I became a stuck-up bitch. I didn't go out anymore, spent all my money on clothes etc...
Boyfriend turned out to be a right bastard. Beatings, rape,...I suppose that's when I stopped being a kid. I passed the 4th year. Then broke up with the guy the next year, he stalked me for months. I got into the gothic scene, started drinking, using drugs stayed away from school. My mum didn't really care, I cared even less. Got kicked out of school when they caught a mate and me with a bottle of vodka on a school trip and some stories about a party I had thrown.
I met Bender when I was 17, that got me back on me feet. I was a really good student the last two years of highschool :)
Did I overdo it here? :blink:
my life was no picnic ethier
my mom's beat me and my brothers everyday becuz she did'nt have the life she wanted ,kids she had to early and my father was never home cuz he was tryin his hardest to give us everything but , in reality all we need was him to be home more!
becuz of the beaten and lying to school on where the marks on my body came from , i became a good liar and my mother hated that but she taught me it? :blink: becuz i was ashamed at gettin my ass whoop by my mom i became distant from ppl never trusting anyone ,which leaded me to join gangs and stuff.
later my father finnaly learn the truth about my mother and divorced her .1 of the most happiest day's of my life ,but then took us back to puerto rico to live :( kinda bad move cuz were city kids that don't know a lick of spanish so it was hard to deal wid the changes coming so fast but it worked in the end
but till this day me and my mother don't talk ,only 2 of my brothers really talk to her ..i don't know why i wrote all this but i guess it's jus to get some things off my chest and to tell yah and u sweeks that your not alone
and yes it made me a better person i have 2 kids a wonderful girl and a house
things i never thought i would have when i was younger becuz we were poor and i thought i would'nt live this long in the ganglife i use to be in.
Sorry to hear Joob Joob, but thanks for sharing. I think you're a great guy and the mere fact you got this far with the childhood you had is something to be very very proud of
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