Yes, because I thought the same thing for my DD and found out it bothered her way, way more than I ever even knew!

It went on for years though and got worse in middle school. When I talked to her about how bad it really was and how I didn;t know it was so bad for her she siad, "It's called *covering up* and I'm good at it. "
Aw, that's awful.
This was exactly me, through middle and high school.
When I talked to my mom, she told me "just ignore them." so I did and the taunting/teasing/mean nasty notes/rumors about me continued.
Then I got to high school. I hid out doing things I loved (drama and cheerleading -- although there were a few on the squad who picked on me and fed others info). I was actually okay for the longest time, and then around my junior year my mental state began to change. I started to believe what they were sayign was true:
I had no friends -- because the bullies would tell somebody I hung around with or was seen talking to, bad stuff about me or gain their friendship.
I didn;t have a boyfriend -- I was painfully shy. I had guys who were "friends" so to speak (secret friends so the bullies wouldn;t find out), but I never knew if anyone was interested in me or not. In 8th grade bullies got a cute boy to play a joke on me and pretend he was interested and them humiliate me in front of the cafeteria and later 8th grade hall.
I thought I was ugly -- I really did not know about hair or make-up (wasn't interested), I wore galsses, my teeth were crooked.
So over time, my self-esteem dwindled, and years later, it still bothers me (I am now 34). There are times I am so incrdibily self-consciouses and then other times where I don't care. It's really odd. A counselor once told me that people really don't notice you, because they are too busy worrying about themselves. While I can repeat this to myself at times and find proof, the past still plagues me.
I had a friend, close trusted friend join in the bullying in high school. Later when I asked her about it, she said she had to do it, so she wouldn;t get picked on herself. Pfffftttt. That was at the end of my junior year of high school. She lost my trust, and even though years later we chat on FB, I am corgial with her.
Bullying is hard, really hard. Not that I wouldn;t have done somethign like it, but I totally understand the fustration that kids who commit acts like Columbine feel. You can't win no matter what you do. You ignore things, and they think you're weak and serve up more. You stand up for yourself, and they get physical or just give more in return.
My DD is only 3 and can pretty much speak her mind. She came home one afternoon after daycare and at dinner was saying somethign that I know she picked up from a daycare mate. So I had a little talk with her about peer pressure and doing what she wanted to do. I can only hope that I can do everything I can to help her stand up for herself and build her self-esteem. I have already read books like "Reviving Ophelia" and "Ophelia Speaks Out" I have even read "Real Biys" for the boys side of things.
Anyway, it's hard and the effects linger.
Although hitting a major lottery jackpot and being a Hollywood actress would be sweet revenge!