A week's gone by already, shit.
Here's a thought, I just remembered how I hated high school. Man did I ever hate it. I couldn't wait to get out of there. I was one of those that didn't find school all that challenging, got in trouble all the time for talking in class and not paying attention. Mainly, I hated it because it was such a small little town. I apparently was a fucking drug addict according to others when I was actually a pissed off straight edge. Everybody knew everybody else. So obviously the fact that I had extravagant taste in style was a big no no at school. Why do you have to disturb this peaceful little place they'd say. To which I'd reply, because you are all too stupid and somebody has to hit you on the head to open your mind. lol nah I kept to myself mostly. Walked 3 kms(almost 2 miles) to school because I hated the people on the bus. Ok I didn't have a kill list but whenever someone from the in-crowd was an ass with me I'd have fun imagining I was giving them a pretty rough time (details spared to jog your imagination).
Anyway, I never realized how I didn't have that hate anymore. Weird. Oh well, people change they say.
Here's a thought, I just remembered how I hated high school. Man did I ever hate it. I couldn't wait to get out of there. I was one of those that didn't find school all that challenging, got in trouble all the time for talking in class and not paying attention. Mainly, I hated it because it was such a small little town. I apparently was a fucking drug addict according to others when I was actually a pissed off straight edge. Everybody knew everybody else. So obviously the fact that I had extravagant taste in style was a big no no at school. Why do you have to disturb this peaceful little place they'd say. To which I'd reply, because you are all too stupid and somebody has to hit you on the head to open your mind. lol nah I kept to myself mostly. Walked 3 kms(almost 2 miles) to school because I hated the people on the bus. Ok I didn't have a kill list but whenever someone from the in-crowd was an ass with me I'd have fun imagining I was giving them a pretty rough time (details spared to jog your imagination).
Anyway, I never realized how I didn't have that hate anymore. Weird. Oh well, people change they say.
My high school experince sound like yours but i was super shy. I was trouble but nobody noticed. now i am noticed but i dont think i want to be.
Now it is cool to be was it wasnt cool to be when i was in school..if that makes sense.
congrats on the freedom.