Nemo14 said:Time to let DS back on the computer - he's showing definite withdrawal symptoms. Have a good evening all!:wave:
Disnut said:Is everyone leaving for tonight.
Disnut said:Bonny and MJ also. But who is counting the magnetic personalities.:lol:
Uponastar said:I'm still here for a little bit Susan.
Disnut said:That is good. I almost left also. I can only be here a little while longer. I do need to do my bills. I keep putting them off.
Uponastar said:Not one of my favortie jobs, either.
But it feels so good when it's done.
Now that I use Electronic Bill Payer it takes only a few minutes.
No checks, stamps, or envelopes.
It's great!
MommytoMJM said:I use electronic bill pay or the phone or internet
lunalovegoddess said:*drive-by posting*
hi y'all! Hugs for everybody, but double for the kiddos.
Having had the benefits and drawbacks of both public and private school, I can vouch for the fact that private school has its own set of unspoken rules. I thought the idea of wearing uniforms would serve as an equalizer, but it didn't matter. I was poor and on scholarship and there was naught to do about changing that. So I left public school to get away from the male bullies, who abused me physically, to be bullied by the private school girls, whose torment was more psychological and social.
If I had to pick my poison, I guess I'd prefer the boys, because at least I understood them. I mouth off to them, they hit me. Someone beats you up, you have to get back up and prove that you are tough enough to take it. You don't let them know how hurt you really are. It's all about saving face. Winning a fight is not as important as earning their respect.
Growing up with older brothers taught me to fight dirty when necessary, so I could handle myself one-on-one in a fight. However, I couldn't fight the girls. I didn't know how to play by their rules. No matter what I did, it was always the wrong thing. If I mouthed off to the boys, and they didn't like me, I knew why. With girls, generally they were biased against me before I even opened my mouth. My hair, my glasses, my background... their problem was never about me, but about things that I couldn't control.
They hurt me with words. Fists I understood, but humiliation and ostracism were foreign concepts.
Gee. That was a pleasant post.![]()
lunalovegoddess said:*drive-by posting*
hi y'all! Hugs for everybody, but double for the kiddos.
Having had the benefits and drawbacks of both public and private school, I can vouch for the fact that private school has its own set of unspoken rules. I thought the idea of wearing uniforms would serve as an equalizer, but it didn't matter. I was poor and on scholarship and there was naught to do about changing that. So I left public school to get away from the male bullies, who abused me physically, to be bullied by the private school girls, whose torment was more psychological and social.
If I had to pick my poison, I guess I'd prefer the boys, because at least I understood them. I mouth off to them, they hit me. Someone beats you up, you have to get back up and prove that you are tough enough to take it. You don't let them know how hurt you really are. It's all about saving face. Winning a fight is not as important as earning their respect.
Growing up with older brothers taught me to fight dirty when necessary, so I could handle myself one-on-one in a fight. However, I couldn't fight the girls. I didn't know how to play by their rules. No matter what I did, it was always the wrong thing. If I mouthed off to the boys, and they didn't like me, I knew why. With girls, generally they were biased against me before I even opened my mouth. My hair, my glasses, my background... their problem was never about me, but about things that I couldn't control.
They hurt me with words. Fists I understood, but humiliation and ostracism were foreign concepts.
Gee. That was a pleasant post.![]()
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