Don't forget that.
I may not know you, but I can tell.
You don't need to do this, boys can be real jerks sometimes. This happened to my mom a few years ago, but she just cried and got over it. You need to be strong.
Also, did anybody else think of this song?
Believe in yourself, tell someone, and relax. Everything will get better. My sister had always been overweight and she is trying to loose it this summer. You will get through it. Prove to them all you are strong. And beautiful. Everyone is beautiful in their own ways.
I agree with PixelStrings. Being passive aggressive doesn't help anything. Your only gonna hurt yourself in the end. He doesn't care about you hurting yourself from the sounds of it. And hey,, your running, so why not keep at it and lose the weight. Its a much safer way to become healthy than starving yourself
As bad as this sounds, yes, he probably does. Because in all honesty, OP, do you really think this guy cares that you starve yourself when he made that comment? If anything, he's satisfied he got to you.
I don't condone what he said, or any behavior of the sort. But OP, chances are your self-starvation will just make your weight problems worse, he won't give a damn, and if you keep it up, you'll end up with a bunch of sh*tty health problems.
Passive aggression doesn't seem like such a great idea now, does it?
I love science and Math too. All my friends don't though, but all of them are either on an honor roll (like me) or almost got the honor roll. Just because they don't LOVE math or science doesn't mean they are failing.
who said everyone in your class are failing except you? stop being conceded and thinking your better than them. You dont know who will be successful and who wont.
I think she just meant average wise. I don't think she's trying to be conceded or rude, she's just giving an example.
Omg that is like the exact same thing with me.(Except i still do it)
:D AWW!! That is so SWEET! I remember, when my Mom was an on-call nurse who worked night-shifts, my Dad would sleep in bed by himself. So sometimes, I'd ask if it was okay, and Dad would let me sleep in Mom's side of the bed with him. :) I loved sleeping with my big, fuzzy Daddy. It was like a Teddy bear that breathed and had a heart beat. He was like, 500 times my size back then too, so it was really comfy. Mom and Dad have a huge bed. :D I loved sleeping in bed with Daddy.
And hey, 5th grade means about 10 or 11- that's not very old. :) I don't see anything wrong with that. That's such a sweet secret, it really makes me smile~