I will someday...

Too many Penis Inspection Days.

"Ongoing"

Not much interesting about me,  fairly average, I got bullied a little in Primary school (ages 7-11) but once I hit my growth spurt and shot up to about 5'10 and built broadly suddenly they didn't feel so inclined to bother me, from an outsiders perspective i'm your stereotypical good kid, great grades, ready to help, sporty, blah blah blah, boring crap.

Little to they know i've never revised in my life and would happily crucify the lot of them, whilst cursing at and beating up the shits I don't like. Oh, and i'm being forced out my home by an incoming baby, i'm sure you'll hear more from me on that depending on how it all pans out

I was born in '95 and lived on a small cudesac that I have barely any memories of before moving to this remote road with lake front property across the street from my 2 story house that was very sizeable and had access to the hiking trails right from the backyard that went all the way around the lake to the town park on the other side of the peninsula one way and the other way led to the stables where my mother had two horses.  I pretty much had a lonely childhood with like only one consistent friend I talked to and hanged out with a lot who had moved to Arkansas a few years ago.  The only other friend I really had was the son of my dad's friend whom he considered to practically be a brother and I referred to him and his wife as Uncle and Aunt.

 I did pretty decently well in elementary school where I went to a small school in kindergarden.  At the same time during the summer, I ended up getting hit by a car, but thankfully nothing was broken at all.  I eventually went to a new elementary school a couple towns over.  There,I had one person who came to kind of bully me at first, but then we kind of got to be friends.  I made a few friends there and I actually seemed to do well academically.  Eventually, tensions between my parents led to me going from the elementary school I went to a couple towns over to another private school in the same town that I lived in. 

People thought of me as the kid that would one day shoot up the school and I was often bullied for being fat, and as I look back, I was practically an autistic fuck.  Then, I managed to graduate from middle school right before the school closed down and went on to high school in an all boys private high school.  I wasn't bullied, but people still thought of me as the next Columbine shooter.  I actually got quite a few more friends then and I was a little happier.  I was also in some history video project I did that I just look so cringey in.  It's on youtube and maybe I'd post it, but I'd rather not look like an idiot. 

Then from there, I'm now in college with a few new people I've gotten to know and I have a group of 4 friends including myself that I hang out with.  The first semester was fun, but the 2nd semester came and I started to feel like I just don't belong because everyone has some kind of special friendship, with 2 of them now dating, the 2 chicks thinking of themselves as soul sisters, and the guy and the non-dating land whale as brother and sister.  I'm kind of the smartest of the group, as much as I don't want to be an ass to say it, but probably because I'm the only one who really seems to study or take any tests seriously, especially those pertaining to our major. 

Honestly, that's all I can really say about my shitty and lonely fucking life.  At least I feel a little better saying all the shit I need to say about it that I would publicly share.

I live in your average middle-class military family. I was born in Baltimore, lived there for a few years and moved to California. My parents never really fought but had a rough year together a few years ago but it's all good now, I always got along with my parents so it's pretty average.

"Ongoing"

Not much interesting about me,  fairly average, I got bullied a little in Primary school (ages 7-11) but once I hit my growth spurt and shot up to about 5'10 and built broadly suddenly they didn't feel so inclined to bother me, from an outsiders perspective i'm your stereotypical good kid, great grades, ready to help, sporty, blah blah blah, boring crap.

Little to they know i've never revised in my life and would happily crucify the lot of them, whilst cursing at and beating up the shits I don't like. Oh, and i'm being forced out my home by an incoming baby, i'm sure you'll hear more from me on that depending on how it all pans out

I remember my life as an only child(not counting my older half siblings because they lived in DR at the time), those were good times.

At the comic book part i expected something close to Captain underpants but i was wrong.

My life, well have always been a smart quiet kid, expected to do great in schools, very easily bullied funnily enough. A girl in elementary school had this thing for me and kept telling me how horrible i was and i always felt horrible. Anyway the weird thing is when a couple guys teased me i cried and well she supported me but later on started to attack me. Called me pathetic and everything. I laugh now writing it. Must say i can easily fall into tears, been quiet and a lover of art and culture. Always avoided fights, after losing my friends on my 3rd move i never made good friends. Always distant from people. Funny, i notice that as i grow i learn from my mistakes and issues and try to mold myself into a stronger man, but at the end of the day i am that smart quiet, nice kid that did not like getting into fights, who has to prove himself to the world, that can get easily emotional.

Funnily as i look back into my past my eyes are starting to get teary.