User blog comment:Wh!te$tar/I leave you all, my sincerest goodbye/@comment-1272757-20110512142900/@comment-1272757-20110512225110

Something of an extreme example there. But fine then, I'll tell you.

Starting from kindergarten, I was teased, bullied, and taunted. Telling teachers did absolutely nothing to stop the bullying, because the bullies always continued. My original P.E. teacher was a douchebag who insulted his own students; I don't remember him very well, but my Mom blames him for my disinterest in physical activities. Because I acted out and wasn't a "cookie-cutter child", my principal was convinced I had a mental disorder, and forced my parents to put me on medication I didn't need, resulting in weight gain. This in turn fed the bullying, which continued throughout Elementary School with nothing being done about it. Despite having very high grades, due to my "mental disorder", I was put in Special Ed. during Middle School, with kids who couldn't even read or write. My "teachers" were a man with a degree in psychology, but nothing in terms of teaching. The assistent was a former police officer, again with no teaching degree, who at one time even slammed me into a gym door, holding me against it as if I were a criminal. At one point, I was angry at my "teacher". Shadow the Hedgehog had just come out, so in order to vent my frustrations I drew a depiction of Shadow shooting my teacher while in counseling. After having venting my problems, I was satisfied and willing to throw out the picture and move on. Instead, the counselor convinced me to let her keep it, though I mad her promise not to show it to the principal. Instead, she went above the principal and reported me! Instead of going to court and whatnot, my parents pulled me out of public schooling. What makes the story really interesting is that several weeks earlier, a classmate had brought a ruler sharpened into a knife! However, she was only suspended, while I was basically expelled. Is it a coincidence her dad was a police officer?

So, there's my story of how I ended up doing online schooling from home.

And.... nope. There's no problem that I haven't confronted at one point or another, be it online or in real life. I've either vented to someone or done something about the problem. Shocking, isn't it?

And I wanted to wait and speak to you. Guy, who had nothing to do with the conversation, decided to get involved, which I did NOT apreciate. He continued being a bother despite my telling him that I didn't want to deal with him, so after telling him to back off at least five times to no avail, I felt the only way to get him to back off was to threaten him.

My problem was with the fact he butted in when I wasn't talking to him and that my comment had nothing to do with him.