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Post by alsl on Oct 25, 2006 12:35:13 GMT 3
hmm..have i had one?yeah..until he got browbeaten into telling someone who he liked and it sooner or later came round to me...I don't like him tho..just as a friend..eventhough he chats to me about the most random things like when hitler was born and what he had for breakfast..
Would I ever be one? If you mean if I have ever admired someone from afar and not say it?HELL YEAH. but if u mean confessing to them without letting them know who you are....I've considered it but i don't think I'll do such a thing..it should be all or nothing right?
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Post by indiangal on Oct 26, 2006 21:33:06 GMT 3
yupp...
i admired a guy for 2 years...< met him on the basket ball court..>
cud hardly pluck up the courage to say nethin....finally text mesgd him...
three months later we were datin...
n 7 months later we callled it off..
lol....
im too buoyant n tom boyish to be ne guys OBJECT OF INTEREST..!!!
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Post by tina on Oct 27, 2006 23:31:50 GMT 3
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Post by fancy on Nov 3, 2006 10:58:33 GMT 3
secret admirers
well of course i had secretly admired someone before , i m a bit shy i think to tell a guy am in love with him and more precisely because i think the first step should come from the guy's side
but i once told a guy actually my ex when we first knew each other and he was such a sweet and gentle person that we shouldnt talk anymore because if we did i m gonna love u ( it was a joke by that time although deep inside me i meant it ) and my expectation became true because we loved each other after that
and i think i had secret admirers a couple of times , but the most intense one that i really felt the guy was in love with me was 3 years ago , everything was obvious about him his looks his attitude and steaming of jealousy if he saw me standing with another guy but he never told me that he loves me till i began to think am i that scary for someone that much in love with me and never dared to say it lol , it was really really crazy but now i know nothing about him and i dont see him anymore ..
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Post by annie on Nov 7, 2006 14:07:16 GMT 3
Oh my gosh, secret admirers......i have had a couple....BUT...if it's not a control freak, it's a psycho....
lemme just talk about them...
the first one was a former friend. he wasn't really in my group of friends. anyway, my group was planning to record some songs(with our voice) in a studio. and he was acting like my manager. he was paying for everything for me, and was always trying to tell me what to do(this was after break-up pre present bf time) and he wasn't even my bf. so finally i confronted him. he told me his feelings and i ended our friendship with the line "If your like this and we're not even in a relationship yet, what more if we were?" and he's outta there...
the other one was psycho. he works in the office as a housekeeper. he's not my friend either. lemme tell you the freaky part. one day, i was heading to the cafeteria for lunch when i saw him in the lobby. i knew already that he well, "had the hots for me" (i hate to say that, really) i didn't greet him or anything and went straight to the cafeteria. while i was in getting some food, i saw him enter. he followed me and was tailing me wherever i go. he was just behind me and in very close proximity. i decided to take my lunch to my office and eat there instead. then i told my senior, Edmund about it. he told everyone not to let the psycho guy in the office. ever. he still stares at me up to now, but from afar....
of course, i had a secret admiration for someone too...to my first boyfriend....but it wasn't secret for long. i told my mom i liked him and my mom told his aunt and his aunt told him. he texted me for a few months, went out, got into a relationship....and you know what happened next...
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Post by annie on Nov 12, 2006 10:45:50 GMT 3
okay...new topics, anyone? LOL
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Post by annie on Nov 29, 2006 11:45:39 GMT 3
hmmm....haven't been here a long time, and still no topic?
tell me if this has been discussed before...have you ever been bullied at school or were you the one who did the bullying?
unfortunately...i gotta go...so i'll answer the topic next time i'm on if it's still the topic....
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Post by hellanvodka on Nov 29, 2006 13:38:03 GMT 3
I dont think i have ever bullied anyone, it is just not me, I dont believe in bully and being harsh! As for beiing bullies, i did have painful memory when I was a kid, now thinking back, it makes me even stronger and to accept who I am, what I am and the way I am! I thank to those kids bullied me at primary school. I am even prounder to be what I am now!
I started school when I was 5 years old---which is only 3 weeks after my family moved from St Petersburg, Russia, to Melbourn Australia. (It was 1987)
As a kid, who was born in former USSR, at age 5, my brother (3 years older than me) and I had no idea how to speak English, my our parents insisted that kids will learn a language fast, so they sent us to school straight away without taking any language course.... My 1st days at school was harsh, I had no idea how English sounds and how they work, I can not even understand a word, So did my brother, we had such a hard time! The fellow kids were teasing us, becauce we had no idea how to speak a word in English, nor they had any idea how Russian sounded. We can not communicate with others, nor understand the teacher. They teased us and bullied us, making fun of us, and even calling us '' Stupid Vodka"...When Dad picked us up at school, we were crying and insisted that we will never go to school anymore, because we were bullies, and wanted to move back to SPB, all the nice dreams about Kangaroo and Koala has turned over by those bullies...
Dad didnt say anything but encouraged us to learn english '' I sent you to school for learning''...
Still, 1st couple of weeks were harsh, we hated school so much, worst thing in life back then was going to school, because we cant understand a word,and been called '' Stupid Vodka'', '' Communist '' ..just because we were born in Russia, our Mum is Russian (Dad is not)...it was a very hard time, my brother and I lived on tears those days!
After 2 monthes or so, our English were pretty good, we can communicate very well, but Mum still insisted us to speak Russian to her, to keep our identity, to her being a Russian is a very pround thing... But we didnt want to, as we were so despert to get rid of the name of '' Stupid Vodka"... was stubborn enough not making effort to learn how to read and write Russian language etc...
Till 1992, at Bacelona Olympic, Alexander Popov (Russian Swimmer) and Dmitri Sautin (Russian diver) made head lines in Australia, our friends came to cheer for us, and calling us '' Heros''.... My brother and I started understand that it is a pround thing to be Russian and Australian at the same time. Now, I finished Uni and been working in Medical industry for almost 3 years, my brother got married and started family, we can not even more pround to be what we are, and who we are! We accept that we can not change our gene, and so pround to be A Vodka! ---its just me, who I am and what I am! Maybe I will never know myself so clear without those bullies.... We acturally made friends with those '' Bulliers'' my brother even became a godfather of the bullier's son!
It was just a living history..... life is like so .....When People looked at my passport, they saying I am a Kangaroo, but my soul tells me that I am a 1/2 Vodka (from Mum) and 1/2 from my beloved Dad!
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Post by Annie on Nov 29, 2006 14:39:44 GMT 3
that is a truly inspiring story, thanks for sharing pix  I have never been bullied and never bullied anyone really...I was always in the middle of things...I was a good student and very active in after-school activities, like a school band and choire and all...and I don't really remember having those kinds of problems. Guess I was lucky ;D |
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Post by maribrasil on Nov 29, 2006 21:43:59 GMT 3
I don't remember having that kind of problem, either.
I also had to move to another school, of course, I didn't have the problems you had pixie, cause we just moved to another city, not another country.
When I was in São Paulo I was a pretty bad student, not in terms of grades, but in terms of behaviour. I used to forget homeworks, I talked a lot during classes...I was grounded for a month because of that bad behaviour.
But then, when I was 9, my family moved to Belo Horizonte and I became a very shy kid. I didn't know anyone, so I didn't talked much during classes. And since I didn't have much to do, cause I didn't have any friends, I used my free time to do my homeworks and to take dancing classes at school.
But I wasn't bullied and didn't bully anyone, not that I remember.
So I guees I was lucky, just like Annie.
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Post by bia2209 on Dec 2, 2006 14:11:15 GMT 3
;D I was waiting to see when someone else would take the initative....hehe so thanks annie. The idea is for this to be a place where we can discuss and debate on any topic so if there is a topic you want to propose everyone feel free to put it out there.
As for the bullying..it's a weird sort of thing to define. If you're asking did i ever get beat up and have my lunch money stolen, then no?
But when I was about 10 years old, we moved from the States to a small island in the Caribbean. Might sound like a dream but becasue of the circumstances I found myself in a local scool and very much the outsider.
In a very closed society where they look weirdly on all thing foreign and where they are very class concious as well. It was just bad. I can seriously say the worst four years of my life.
I was practically failing school. Eventually my mom moved me to a different school, an international school and that was much much better.
I think we all go through stages at a certain point in our life that are kind of like that. But these are the experiences that make us stronger.
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Post by sonya on Dec 6, 2006 12:34:24 GMT 3
Dear Admins… Forgive me for I have sinned  The morning-after put some sense in me… I just couldn’t get enough… Why,oh,why,are you doing this to us,God? You created such a person that simply is calling us to be naughty… The very thought of him is already sinful.. There’s no rescue for my devious soul… I can see no good reason to stay here… This was a mistake at first place… Pray for my lost soul  *off to trip hard*  |
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Post by maribrasil on Dec 6, 2006 15:15:58 GMT 3
Dear Admins… Forgive me for I have sinned The morning-after put some sense in me… I just couldn’t get enough… Why,oh,why,are you doing this to us,God? You created such a person that simply is calling you to be naughty… The very thought of him is already sinful.. There’s no rescue for my devious soul… I can see no good reason to stay here… This was a mistake at first place… Pray for my lost soul *off to trip hard* This prayer should be mandatory for every female member of TGFR...LOL |
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Post by annie on Dec 8, 2006 12:32:39 GMT 3
well, somebody better make it official.....LOL....
anyway, free time at last....so the topic still stands, i suppose?
i was not a bully at school. i was a very good student. when i was younger and just starting school i was very quiet, but friendly. the teachers loved me coz i was nice and courteous, and was a top student. But we all play a role in school, some are going to be bullies and some are going to be the victims. back in the 5th grade i was still the same, just a little bit more out going. had a lot of friends. i was never bullied although some has tried to do that to me. they didn't succeed...HAHA!! i had this 3-strike rule, and they better not try it.
i had this friend named Christine. she was a pretty small girl, a lot smaller than i am and she had this seatmate, a boy named Kenneth, who was a Karate student as i remembered. he was bullying her, hitting her with his elbow and just plain annoying her. one time, i was sitting behind them in class, the teacher was out and he just suddenly hit her with a pencil case. it just blew my top off and grabbed my book, rolled it and hit him on the head with it. i could see he was surprised when he turned to look at me. but i was really mad at that moment and stared him right in the eye. i told him if he ever do that again, he has me to guarantee revenge on him. from that day, he never bullied her again. that's when my friends started calling me "Ms. Sicilly" noting the Sicilian mob....anyway, i was still a good girl unless something like that happens to my friends (and that was not the only time it did.) and i still got a citation from the teachers for good conduct....LOL ....i guess there are two Annie too, afterall....
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Post by fancy on Dec 29, 2006 14:40:51 GMT 3
hey guys , first merry christmas for u all (kisses)
second reading ur stories , i remembered the school days , they were just the most beatiful years of my life ,
i was raised up in a catholic school , u know how the nuns raise up the children on honesty , sincereness , and loving God , although i am muslim but inspite of having different religion and having my own spiritual habbits i learnt from them how to love God , the nuns were so kind , and had an endless feeling of motherhood and caring to all the girls in the school, besides i have always been within the top girls in the class i was really clever so i was loved by them and by all the teachers
so i dont think i have bullied anyone or anyone bullied me at school , i mean despite the small things between children when we were really really young , nothing happened between me and anybody or even between the other girls
but when i went to college , which is definitely a way lareger society i was shocked by the real side of the humanity , at school there were no lieing no corruption no bullying everbody is just nice to everybody ,anybody would love to help anybody.... but when i went to college i realised that the real world is not like that ,actually nothing happened to me that is considered bullying but i knew that u have to be carefull and not over nice or naive because u can never be sure of the reaction of the others ,
so one summer of the college vaccations i decided to work , because when u work u get into even larger society and i wanted to deal with people and get more experience , i worked at the airport and actually my mother who works as a manager there is the one who helped me to get this job , and the more the people are nice to me , when they know that my mother is their manager or having a great accuantacy at this area the more i know sadly how people think!!
anyways thanks for the nuns , for raising me this way , and thanks of having such wonderfull friends at school and thanks God i m lucky of having such wonderfull friends at college ! and God bless the human race and give them a brake !lol
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