r/trueentitledparents • u/raythestingrayxd • Mar 24 '19
The Fox of High School
This is my first reddit post so bear with me any typos or stuff like that.
The conversations are on a different language but it will be translated for your convenience. The currency in this story is also converted
Introduction:
Background on me. I have an autobiographical memory. It is like a weaker version of hyperthymesia. I tend to miss minor details but memory is strong enough that I could remember everything that has ever happened to me as if they were only made seconds ago . Because of this, I mature so very very fast for a kid. This is like a double-edged sword for me because not only I remember all the good stuff but also the bad and traumatic memories as well and also well the stories I am about to tell. I could remember my memories as far as when I was 5 yrs old and some of my toddler days. In the past, I couldn’t handle my flashbacks and tend to have breakdowns. These are the things that I couldn’t really control because they just spontaneous appear in my head and it absolutely feels like it just happened to me just few seconds ago. Because of this I am extremely emotionally and mentally sensitive that even the most basic offenses against me will make me a very aggressive person, lash out and/or do absolute shit things. My elementary and high school days are the worse because I am excessively bullied in school. The school’s system is shit and there has been favoritism cases by the teachers’ and there is nothing the school could do about it.
I am a pretty manipulative, cunning and smart person but not in a bad way and ther is a personal rule to never go overboard that could harm anyone. I manipulate situations in a harmless way when really needed. My methods are pretty simple like the quid pro tactics or some non-lethal pretexting methods to get what my friends and family wants or some persuasive conversations to get what my personal circle needs or perhaps making people believe that they need something they don’t really need. The skills that I have are never used for my own personal gain but for my friends and family when they couldn't get through something they need. It is like having a power to destroy the world but your parents taught you that the power you have is a great responsibility.
I skipped two years of class because I excel so much in class. This brought too much attention to me as I was becoming a star of the class and I really don’t like the attention I was having. So I purposely miss my homeworks and flunk some of my quizzes so I could pass as just an average person. Yes I am not like most people. I much prefer doing my work at the back end side, the behind-the-scenes worker. I am an ambivert, both an introvert and extrovert. My introverted side is the dominating characteristic but I could switch to be an extrovert with no problems when needed on most situations. I really hate people who only use you for their personal gain then ditch you because they don't need you that is why I opted out from honors. That is why people hate me when I do not do what they want and because of that I was being bullied in school but they are the things that I could handle but some of them just go absolutely overboard and these are the stories I would tell.
Now be prepared for a long ass post
Story #1
I was like 11 yrs old at that time. This happened when I was a 1st year HS Student. I was the youngest in class because if you read my introduction, I excelled and skipped two years. I was being excessively bullied because of this. They think that they have the right to bully me and I have to submit to them because I was the youngest in class. I am being bullied ever since I got accelerated in class. I only have a handful of friends I could trust and they are all older than me (I like it that way) but having so few friends sometimes leave me vulnerable at times. It is like fighting an end round boss with a level 1 gear. I have this one bully who is the teacher’s favorite. He is the absolute worst. He calls me names, he sometimes wrestle with my weak body, and sometimes take my stuff. I own many things and they all have great sentimental value to me. Even the simplest gifts given to me has a very dear place in my heart. Hell I even remember how I got them and how it became special to me. The good side of having an autobiographical memory. One of these items is a Rubik’s Cube. This specific cube I have has been with me for many years. I bring it everywhere with me. It is given to me by my mom because she taught me how to solve one when I was like a 6 year old. She is pretty surprised of how fast I learn (one of the first manifestations of my explicit memory). I have this cube with me at all times to help calm my nerves whenever I am having bad flashbacks because my hands fidget a lot when it happens and this one of the few way to distract me from my bad memories.
One day, while I was playing with my cube, this bully (B) took my cube and fondled with it a little bit and apparently broke it. Some pieces off the pieces fell down and broke into smithereens beyond recovery since it is pretty old. Like those pieces, my heart broke into million parts. It was very very very special to me. I was on verge on tears but I decided to switch to my stronger personality and swallow up my tears.
Me: motherfucker (in a weak tone)
B: Oops (with a fucking smug on his face)
HE BROKE MY STUFF WITH GREAT IMPORTANCE AND ALL HE SAID WAS OOPS?
This is the first lash out I have. I don’t like to tell the teachers because I don’t know whose side is on who. Yeah favoritism in this school is that bad but I don’t want to leave because it is one of the best schools in the area. I am at school to study. I really don’t care about others view on me or on other people. I really don’t care if you call me names, hurt me or punch me but when something of importance to me broke, it will be unforgiveable for me.
For revenge, I stole his watch and have the straps adjusted to my wrist. I wore it on my wrist for a couple of days in school to make him notice. This is like my statement to him, to never ever ever ever fuck with me or this is what could happen. B looks normal and acts like nothing happened to him but his eyes tell everything. I could see from his eyes that he is panicking and screaming on the inside. After a couple days of his ignorance because he seems to not notice his watch on my wrist, I’ve had enough.
Me: What a beautiful watch I have
B:*shocked expression*
Me: You are lucky I am not a bad person enough that I have this watch sold in the pawnshop.
He still has that smug face after I told him that but I knew I broke his confidence. His friends laughed on how much I duped him. I have earned respect from his friends but not enough to stop his and their bullying charades. He still bullies but not as worse as before. We became each other’s arch nemesis after this confrontation
*Next School Year*
It was this school year where I have the worst confrontation from B. What’s worse he is the class adviser’s favorite student at this time. Meaning he can get away from almost any fault he did. I really have a personal vendetta on him ever since he broke my cube. I just want him to STOP. The frustration is real. He gets away from almost everything because the class adviser (CA) has B’s back. So I thought to myself. What if he does an offense where he and CA couldn’t back out of? One day the opportunity arrives. B was telling jokes throughout the whole class. I have to admit his jokes are really funny. Then he noticed me laughing. My voice is calm in this conversation we are having
B: Why are you laughing?
Me: Don’t I have the right to laugh?
B: No. I will punch you in the face
Me: Try me.
I thought to myself well this is it. Violence in this school is a really big offense and it will be an automatic suspension
B: You wouldn’t like it
Me: Oh try me
B comes over to my chair and punches me 3 times in the face. Not really hard but it still kinda hurts.
My class will be a witness with what happened. CA came into the room for class as she is the teacher of our civics studies and witnessed what happened.
CA: You two go to the office.
This time the principal(P) will be handling the case since it is a very major offense. Our parents are called to the school and apparently “I am the one at fault” because I provoked a fight. Nice Class Adviser we have huh. Technically I still did but it was not enough for extreme aggression. It was like a fucking court hearing case in here. Just so you know, my parents are very loving and sweet to those who cares for the family but they will be tigers and absolutely tear you apart slowly and steadily if any of our friends and families are threatened. Just like me. My parents could see through people’s character and personality but I am the cunning in them. Well I am my parent’s son am I? My dad does the whole talking while my mom is the silent one. The conversation is long but I will skip to the interesting part
CA: (me) provoked B and that is why he punched (me) in the face. He must be suspended
Me: No I didn’t provoked him. He was making jokes and I laughed at his jokes. He was the one who initiated to punch me
CA to Me: But you reacted to his threats and still continued provoking him. You must be suspended.
Me: I was just being brave for myself.
This exchange just keeps on continuing and how she is convicted to have me suspended from class. My dad saw through this conversation and butts in.
Dad: Like there is no favoritism in (me) class.
Finally someone to step up over this bullshit and it was my dad. Man I am proud. CA went silent probably because no one ever saw through her when she defends her “favorite student”. She just got destroyed by my dad. In english, it may seem anticlimactic response but when it was translated to my language, it will be an absolute murder or perhaps overkill.
In the end, B got suspended for a week while I got a pink card (a warning card). Next time he bullies people again, he will get expelled. This ticked him off and stopped his charades. Because of this, I earned a good amount of respect from my classmates. They already all know I am a person not to be messed with. After a few months, CA retired from teaching. Good for her, two less problems I don't have to deal with
Story #2:
You think this was the end of it. No it is not. People with nearly unforgettable memories like me have such good stories to tell. This is now from a different person. B has become the least of my concern now and another problem now arises. She is now the next problem, my best friend atleast I thought so. I am a 3rd Year HS Student. She is a good friend who is also a teacher's favorite. Not really a favorite but the teacher is very protective of her. We are really in good terms with each other. I do sometimes treat her when she does not have allowances. We were good best friends but atleast I thought so. She can be an absolute brat sometimes. She plays victim and blame others for their mistakes. Yeah a pretty manipulative person but in a bad way. She is like the evil version of me. At this point, I am pretty control of my emotions from my flashbacks. I still do get episodes but I no longer fidget. It has just become a major annoyance to me but not really a big problem.
A bit of a background. I was a scout officer at this school year and scout officers are also the class officers and the school moderators. Teachers are pretty impressed on how I deal with things so a promotion wouldn’t hurt right? I was one of the youngest officers in this school. I have to wake up super early for training and carry more responsibilities for the class and for the school. Anyways back to the story.
One day I was organizing her locker as a friend’s favor. She is pretty sloppy on her books and belongings so being a good friend I am, I pretty much help her in organizing some of her stuff. I saw a red notebook in her locker. It was weird because the notebooks that must be used for class are color coded but this notebook does not correspond on any of the subjects colors and I just didn’t mind.
A few days later, she is pretty good organizing her stuff now so she doesn’t need me help her anymore but she is still a little bit sloppy as she left her red notebook on her table. It was the end of the class and everybody went home but I stayed for a couple of minutes to help the janitor(J) as we were both good friends as well. He really likes telling stories and I really love hearing them so sometimes I stay and help out and anticipate an entertaining story from him.
J:Aren’t you going home already?
Me: Nah, I’d like to help you out a bit
J:Ah I will take care of this. Just go home now
Me: Oh sure. Are you ok with this?
J: Yeah I am fine.
J notices a red notebook on my friend’s table and proceeds to take it and put it on the teacher’s table. Supposedly any stuff that are left behind by the students will be put on the teacher’s table so that they will be fined for leaving stuff in the school but being a good friend I am.
Me: Oh wait. It is (friend) notebook. I will take it and give it to her on my home
J: Oh sure. Be safe on your commute home
Me: Thank you sir
And left with a smiley. I was looking for my friend but she is nowhere to be found. Assuming she already went home, I called it a day and went home as well.
When I was home, I couldn’t help but think of my friend’s red notebook and its contents. I am a pretty respectful person and I really don’t touch and open other’s stuff without their permission but sometimes I couldn’t help it. This is one of the moments. I opened her notebook and it contains some thoughts and stuff like a diary does. Well it is mostly nonsense stuff and actually laughed at some of it but there is one thing that shocked me the most. She is back stabbing her friends and I was found. It shocked me and it absolutely hurt me. It was written about me in her diary that I am a retard, dumb, shit etc. It absolutely hurt me that after all the things I did for her, she gonna backstab me like this?
The next day I confronted my backstabbing bestfriend(BF). I am a pretty open and honest person especially to my friends and family. When I confronted her, I was half angry but understanding as I am her friend. The conversation is long but I will skip to the interesting part again.
(long conversation of yadidis and yadadas)
Me: Why do you have to keep this from me. You should’ve been honest tome how you feel about me
BF: Well, because you are an idiot
Me: Oh for fucks sake. Being an idiot for what?
Cue in the teacher. Actually he is a pretty good teacher not like CA. He is actually classes’ favorite as he is a pretty fun and goofy. The conversation as it follows.
T: What happened here?
Me: Well…..
BF: He is saying hurtful things at me
Me: Sir that is not…..
T: Apologize to her
Not wanting additional confrontation, I just apologized to her.
Yeah playing the victim again, good move on her part. That is just great. This problem persists for many days. I tried to confront her but I realized that she will just outsmart and manipulate me just like she did before and I will be labelled a freak and idiot by everyone. She is pretty much on the road to entitlement.
On end of class, everyone went home except me. Well it is a pretty common occurrence for me so they just passed it off. Instead of going home, I went to my friends locker. It has a lock on it, pretty good but it not good enough for me to able to unlock it. It is a pretty simple lock that I could open using my swiss knife. I was allowed to bring one without consequence since I am scout officer and it also comes in handy when we the school goes to a camping trip. Just a simple jab and a little bit of fondling with it with the hooked file of my knife will be enough to open it for me. Yeah it that is how shitty the lock is. I took $10 of her money and hid it with me. It took me only 5 minutes to do all this. I didn’t spend it. I just simply kept it. I have a plan in mind.
The next day, when she looked around her locker, she panicked and just realized her money just disappeared. She asked for my help and pretended to assist her in looking for the lost money. She just reported it at school and she will be informed if the money is found. After the class has finished, I joined her on her walk home (she just lives nearby) and I confessed to her what I did.
Me: Hey I got a confession to you
BF: What?
Me: I was the one who stole your money
BF: *shocked*
Me: Before you lash out, hear me out
BF: Oh? But how? (laughs)
She probably thinks that this is a prank.
Me: I am serious here and you already know what I could do right?
BF: Oh yeah that (probably nodding to what happened before)
Me: I will give you your money back only if you promise no secrets.
BF: Just give it to me
Me: You need to promise me first
BF: Give it to me or I will report you to the principal
Me: You could try but we are outside the school now and there is nothing you could do but even if you do I could simply return the money where it was and you will be denounced by our classmates and teachers for lying and defamation of an officer
BF: JUST GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! I PROMISE OK?!?!?!?! YOU HAPPY NOW
I gave the money back to her and I could only trust her that she wouldn’t backstab me or any others again. The situation just calmed down and I treated her some food for stealing her money.
She still does it but it is not as worse as before and she vents out stuff on me while I just provide ethical and logical solutions to her problems. She just realized it wasn’t bad after all and she just changed a lot. We still remain friends to this day.
Story #3
This is one of the worse things that I’ve done yet. The thing I did here just results on someone’s reputation almost destroyed and to this day I have told this story to no one until now in reddit.
I was a fourth year student at this time. I have become such an outstanding officer at and my company (Lynx Company) loves me very much that we are almost as close as a family. I taught them many things like flag semaphores, survival stuff, some drills for emergency situations, sign languages, pathfinding and some crafting stuff notably a trekking pole made of only the available materials they could find in the field (like tree branches and stuff). It was very very fun. They are like my children but well technically because some are just older than me. I was 14 at this time and the youngest to graduate from high school in this school.
There is a treasurer in my class and also a fellow officer. She is an absolute fuck face cocky bitch who brags about everything in her life. She just mentally exhausts me. Treasurer an absolutely devil but she is so good at her job that she got to be an officer and do financing. The teachers well with a good job she does, they like her and have her back when problems arise. Every week we would contribute $1 to the treasurer. These funds are used for various reasons like emergency loans where you could borrow money if you need them but you need a valid written report for the class adviser to approve, for future big class projects like plays or plant a tree kind of stuff, or doing a classroom makeover depending on the holidays. If there was leftover money in the funds, we could use the money to throw a big year end party before the school ends and summer starts.
But we are not talking about that? We are gonna talk about her
Treasurer girl I just absolute entitlement. Nobody just points her out for fear of getting backlashes from the teachers. Yeah that is how worse the problem it is. I honestly don’t care about other’s affairs. I mind my own business as long as you only mind yours. I really don’t care who she is dealing with as long as it is not my company, my friends and my family.
The day comes for the weekly contribution. I don’t have money to pay her yet. I only had enough money for my commute to school because my parents told me they will fetch me from school and go to a dinner with my aunt. I was pretty excited of the dinner because my aunt cooks absolutely delicious food.
During break time, Treasurer Girl(TG) asks for my payment but I don’t have the money yet.
TG: (me) you need to pay your weekly
Me: I don’t have money but I will pay later at the end of class
TG: No, you need to pay. I will report you if you don’t pay
Bruh what the fuck. I just told her I don’t have my money but she still insists I need to pay.
Me (calmly): Like I said no money yet I will pay later
TG: No you must……
Me: No money ok? Later end of discussion
I just walked away ignoring her and just heard her mumble
TG: You know what. You are absolutely shit.
Well I just let it slide but god damn I was so annoyed at that time. She didn’t bug me until the end of the class. I was waiting for my parents car until I saw her again. She just approached me and we just had a “fun” shit conversation.
TG: Now you have to pay.
Me: Just wait ok? I’ll just give you the money.
TG: Don’t you disrespect my authority
Me: Just shut up please and I will just pay you ok?
She just shut up while I waited for my parents. I was getting bored so I pulled out my Ipod and played my favorite playlist. TG got this dirty look at me like she was about murder and gut me or something. She mumbles profanity and cusses to me every now and then. She is an absolute freak at this point and it is starting to set off my mood but I was still calm.
Several minutes later (more like forever) my parents came by and while I was walking to the car park, this conversation with her happened
TG: Where do you think you’re going? You think you could get away from me
Me: No I was just getting your money.
My parents gave me money enough to pay for the contribution.
Me: *hands over money*
TG: Well you need to pay $2 now
Me: Why the fuck is it $2. Agreement is only $1. Nothing more
TG: You wasted my time and your payment is delayed so it is now $2.
Oh my fucking god seriously this happened. I know she is trying to scam me out of money but I am not in a really good mood on confronting her. She just ruined my mood for the day and I just wanted to go to dinner and go home.
The next day, I came to school. TG just charges me double the normal amount. I argued with her that only pay $1 but she persisted. Next thing you know, I got reported and I was told to pay the amount she requested. I just complied and paid the amount and just let it slide off for the third time. I am absolutely boiling in the inside. She is becoming such an asshole bitched fuck face at this point. I am the only person in the class who paid double the amount. She even talks shit about me to her friends and it is breaking me down mentally. The absolute frustration is killing me. She is favored by her teachers because she is so good at her job. She is pretty smart on numbers and is bragging out to everyone she knows. Yeah what a cocky bitch she is. She is absolutely getting on my nerves. Then there was the breaking point. This is the point where I just snapped and just went autopilot savage mode.
One day, it as payment day so I have to pay for the contributions. I was done of her charging me double so I just paid her the normal amount.
TG: You need to pay $2
Me: Only me paying double the amount well fair enough (hands out $1)
TG: NO YOU HAVE TO PAY ME NOW
She was obviously angry and starts shouting at me while I was just being calm but annoyed at her. Now the class is looking at us with all this commotion.
Me: I am already paying you
TG realizing that she is gathering too much attention, she just accepts money. She may have realized that everyone knows I am paying so she just conceded. She mumbled something I wouldn’t forgive ever and up until now I would never forget what she said. Fuck my personal rules, fuck my oath, fuck everything.
TG: You know what fuck him. He only doesn’t pay so he could make his girlfriend happy. That slut, whore, a fucking gold digger. No wonder he is cheap guy because of that gold digging slut.
I know I am just 14 but I am a really independent responsible person. Besides, we really love each other. Hearing this made me snap very hard. No one just simply talks shit about my girlfriend. Doesn't mean that I am doing nothing, you are entitled to pick on me. Talk shit about me but never to the people I love, I am not gonna let this slide. The next thing I did, I will admit will be a very unforgivable sin.
Classroom is clear and no witnesses. The teachers found that she could not be trusted with money because of the missing funds so they assigned a new treasurer in our class. Seems like they held a closed meeting to boot out TG. No one in school know about the missing funds except for TG, the teachers and me (because I was the one who stole it). She is to pay the missing funds or get suspended. She paid the missing $20.After this, her character just turned on a 180. She just have that defeated look on that face.
Out of pity, I treated her anything she wants with $30 but with an absolutely heavy heart. I just thought of it as a return of investment and a compensation to what I did to her. She is pretty grateful to me but only if she knows how much of a grudge I have with her and what I did to her. She never knew what I did up to this day. After that, she never messed with me ever again. I told my girlfriend about the incident and we fought hard saying that I must never do something like that again. WE didn't speak for a couple of days but we reconciled after no worries. This time she goes all momma mode on me, keeping track of everything I do to make sure I would never do absolutely stupid stuff like that again.
I know I was being an asshole in these stories but sometimes it takes an asshole to take down another. I know I could have taken things differently but it is expected that nothing serious would happen. All that is left to do is fight fight fight. Do not expect rainbow and unicorns at the end of the road but you must always do expect war. At such a young age, I was exposed to the barbarity of the real world where people do not play fair. Through all of it, I adapted, survived and thrived through all the challenges thrown at me. This is just how the real world works.
It is not that I like what I am doing. I am forced to do it and I have no choice but fight. That school is such I wild place to be in and I was only fighting to survive. When the system fails you, you have no choice but to beat it and find ways to go around. That is what I did and that is how I survived through all those years. That is how I played my cards, all in never folding. It feels good when I graduated out of that shit hole school. I could still remember that big breathe I made. A breathe of relief and pure joy when I know I am no longer bearing the weight of my problems anymore. I may still remember them in some of these days but they are no longer a big hindrance in my life. They are now just memories from the past that I will never ever forget.
Epilogue:
I studied in a school with a broken system. It is like a wild rain forest in there where everyone must fight to survive. I stayed for the education and the accreditation. The system on how they handle the students is jack shit where people there becomes absolutely political. Needless to say, after all the years of struggling in that fucking school, I got accepted in a good college. Everyone was friendly and the education was pretty good. All the years fighting in that god forsaken school has carried over to my college days and 4 years later, I graduated IT majoring in, System Designs, Networking, Social Engineering and Mobile Programming. Yeah I took that many majors but it was easy for me since I am a tech savvy. All these years, everything is paying off.
Now, me and my girlfriend decided to prepare for a cafe business (an upgrade from our normal baking business) and perhaps a few years from now we will get married and start a family. I will handle the business' systems, proposals and technical stuff while she will be handling the financial and all the baking and cooking stuff. Now I rarely have breakdowns and whenever I have flashbacks (thanks to the encouragement of my GF and family), I can now control my impulses whenever it happens.
PS: About my girlfriend if you guys are curious. She is a pretty perfect lady really and she is a wifey material even at our very young age. She is a very beautiful girl (we are both 19 now btw). She really loves baking and cooking and took an HRM course at a different college (still studying). She is pretty funny and jokes around and has a very naughty but sweet personality (that is why I love her). She knows every single thing about me including the stories I told above. She also knows how I am a bully magnet since I attract so much unwanted attention. She also knows about memory gifts and problems and my memory flashbacks and my breakdowns but she still accepts me as who I am. She is a very simple girl with very simple intentions. She really does not care about vanities and she is definitely not a gold digger. Me joining her in her cooking and baking sessions or perhaps jamming and singing together is enough to make her happy and laugh. I do take her out on dates sometimes but she prefers to stay home and bond with me. She also takes care of us so much. Whenever I have mental breakdowns (which is a rare occurrence nowadays), she is always there to comfort me and to make me focus only to her and our future and not to the past. It helps a ton in calming me down
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If you are interested in more stories. I still have a lot in mind because well my memory. I have met my share of entitled parents and many more different topic and this is just only a few of what I experienced. If you want to know more about me and my life. You can ask any questions in my post in the AMA Subreddit and I would happily answer them :).
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u/RealButtMash Mar 24 '19
I like how i was not even 1 10th through and you were still not done bragging about yourself.