school bullies
I came into college thinking that everyone was nice and funny and very sweet.Apparently I was wrong.Today a girl who had been the subject of daily bullying at our college confided in me for 2 hours straight.They hide her work. They bitch about her. They humiliate her in front of her colleagues. They encourage people around her to disassociate themselves from her. They gang up against her. They are your typical bullies.They are in their mid-twenties and still act like kids.And all this because she spoke to a guy and the queen bully got jealous (the funny thing is, the queen bully is already attached to some other poor soul). Since then the queen bully started spreading hateful rumours about her and calling her filthy names.They cause her so much stress that she vomits in the morning before coming to school because she is so nervous about what may happen.I felt so sorry for her.Of course, I've only heard her side of the story so I can't be too quick to judge. But I've also been hearing things about the queen bully and I personally don't like the queen bully either because she's made racist comments (she's a migrant herself la) as well as nasty remarks about certain people to others - and she's got a bloody big and loud mouth so when she gossips, the whole office can hear her bitching.*sigh* I don't know how I can help but I'll try my best.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------On a much happier note, I love my gor!! :D He is like super nice lah. He always makes the effort and time to come over to my table and chit chat with me and ask me how I'm doing. He always reassures me when I feel incompetent. Every morning when he sees me he calls out, "Hi little sis!!" He has an awesome personality. I'm so proud to call him my gor!! *grins widely**yawn* Better go - class early again tomorrow. Loads of work to complete. Till next time!!
Yinny was Joshing around @ 7:37 PM
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