..Not that this counts because no one I know reads "This is hand to hand combat not a bloody tea dance!".
Funny how that title, that quote from a movie (oh PLEASE I hope to see that musical when NY comes around) can relate to my life right now.
High school to me, just feels like hand to hand combat. Never has it been a bloody tea dance.
We all know I'm not talking academics. In fact, be it Chemistry, Literature, Mathematics, History, or spending two hours in a darkroom praying that light will be on your side this time, courses have been the easiest part always.
The hard part?
Hallways.
Classrooms.
Lunchtime.
Parties.
I don't think I have ever felt comfortable, at ease, or happy in any of these places. No matter what school I go to, I am always the puzzle peice that doesn't quite look right. You try to stick it in a hundred different places and it never fits. Finally you realize that the puzzle is complete and that peice must have been from a different puzzle altogether.. you throw it out and get rid of it.
All summer, I revved up for Tuesday, September 8th, 2009. My year, my time. However, you begin to realize that no matter how much you scream, invisibility does not go away. At some point, you have to realize that if people don't care for the first 12 years of torture, they will easily go on not caring for one more.
Right now, there are 6,942,200,217 people on this earth.
33, 776,313 in Canada.
330, 088 in Victoria.
About 1000 in Victoria High School.
If those numbers changed, if there were 6, 942, 200, 216 people on this earth.. would it matter?
No, because 3 more will pop up in the span of a second.