My journalism teacher my 12th grade year was passing out papers and just stood in front of my desk, examined me, and said, "Are you a hippy?" It was hilarious because we were halfway through the semester. But, one of my friends piped in and yelled, "Yes, she's a bunny-huggin hippy!" and before I could say anything, she just smiled, said, "I thought so..." and moved on. Haha. That's been about the only time anyone's said anything about the way I act or dress (which really isn't abnormally, lol). I'm not a hippy...I'm just a strange little person.
When I was in high school, some neo-nazi pulled a knife on me and said "I'm gonna give you a haircut, hippie". Other than that, I really didn't have any problems.
It sucked but payback was sweet, in 8th grade I had the whole football team after me, after seeing the pattern that they would chase me I sat two wooden ball bats outside a side door, well the football team took a beating from the home team (me) two got broken legs, I went to juvi and my parents had to pay alot of bills. High school went smooth for some reason.
I was simply a gearhead stoner, drove a 71 hemi superbee, got smoked up every am and went and fought with the preps and jocks everyday. I also got popped with a two shot 38 over and under pistol, that went over pretty smooth since it was long long ago. I also got nailed for de-balling this sissy fuck in drafting class, t-squares can do alot of damage, just ask the teacher that looked at the boys balls. I got to stop thinking of the school days.....
I got made fun of a little bit, but everyone does. It wasn't a big deal at all. Nobody hit me. I deal with things before they get to that point. I reccomend you do the same rebel. I'm not telling you to fight anyone, but you should defend yourself. Like I was saying. Schools like prison. Just beat up the meanest kid and your set. Or become someones bitch.
I think the preppy-sporty people may have tried, but there were a lot of us freaks so it didn't bother me... One time at a dance the Time Warp came on and the whole rest of the dancefloor just stood there staring while the freaks danced....classic.
