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I'd do my own, but I'm busy - just trying to start some serious discussion, rather than spoofs involving me being a gay serial m*********r or another fricking copularity pontest.
> Micro, you have eight months left...forget about them losers...you'll
> ALWAYS come out on top...you'll be the winner. As for the girl
> situation...at the end of it, you'll have the better girlfriend, later
> wife. Well done to your mate who stuck by you.
Cheers DW- that means alot.
:)
> Oh, and Aj also gets a mention! :D
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Hoho.
:-D
Then it was on to year 8, where I made my first real friend, who still catches the bus home with me now. I can honestly say he is the only true friend I have down here, as all my other friends still live in Cheshire. He would always try and prevent me being bullied, and sometimes it worked. What is funny though, it's that he is the most popular bloke in my year, and he decided to hang out with me, the average Joe Loner.
Year 9 was different that the other years. I had never felt this low in my life. One day, a boy in my class said I 'fancied' a girl in the very same class, which I didn't. Anyway, she is the most popular girl in the year, so she didn't want to be seen talking to a loner, and decided to ignore me. I wouldn't mind if it was just her, but she used her popularity against me. She was able to manipulate every girl in my year so that they would ignore me, and I felt so alone. I didn't do anything about it, and I didn't blame myself, I just got on with my schoolwork, got really good marks in my SAT's and entered year 10.
Year 10 was one of my better years at secondary school. I finally plucked up the courage to go and tell that popular girl what I thought. I said something along the lines of, "What did I ever do to you, eh? If you so much as talked to me, you might realise that I can be very pleasant, and but you won't give me a chance. No one will. You should take your head out of your @$$ every once in a while and come down from your tower and pay people respect, you stupid b****!" That would, without me knowing at the time, dig myself a deeper hole. I sunk below loner. I was now the loneliest kid in the year. I still talked to my friend, my only friend, and tried and failed to make new friends. That's where SR came in. I saw an ad in the back of a Nintendo magazine and decided to go and have a look around the forums. If you will ask most people, they will say that they came to SR to win GAD. I didn't. I came to make new friends. Sure, I would never see them, but at least they would give me a chance. I started off low, trying to keep in line and get used to the surroundings. A few people made comments about being named after Microchips, but that didn't bother me. I had made a few friends. Quinty, DW, BIGMAN, Time_warp, Hallowhowartthou and Kerrang all deserve a mention, as they speak to me regularly and have always respected my opinion, read my posts and signed up for my lame spoofs.
The thing is, though, I have sourced the problem. I now know why I get bullied. It's because I am always writing. I love writing. I am seen as a geek. I will write spoofs, posts, and reviews or just do homework all day if I wanted, and I do regularly. People think that because I am always writing, I must be weird, so they avoid me.
In the end, I have realised, that I will just carry on working at school, do well in my GCSE's this year, leave at six form and go to another school and get into university, where I will try again at making some mates, and hopefully have a good time.
Microchips
Ever since i was little i have moved house about every two years because of when my dad was in the army, i lived abroad mostly and had to make friends with new people each time. Some times it was hard to leave some good friends behind but i was always told *you would make new friends* which i have done.
Two years ago my Dad left the army after being in 22 years (i was 13) and this time i knew i was staying in the same place for good, so that was pretty cool for me. Got to know alot of people when i first moved down here but because of the last few years i never wanted to go out because i never did before, sure i had friends in school but never saw them afterwards.
I also became friends with * the hard people * which was one thing that never happened before, usually i had friends but we were the only ones and didnt bother about every thing else.
That was year 9.
Just before the beginning of year 10 i was saw the group settings for next year (we went to a college so different tutor groups) and i found out that i was the only one out of my old tutor group not to go with other people out of that group, but luckily i knew everyone else from the different tutor groups.
i have got more confidence now then i had before.
KR
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