I have been somewhat busy these days, with work..its beginning to take a toll on me, i am much more tired than usual, and irritable. This is what happens when work rules your life. Its not always like this just for this big project i am heading, after this it should be back to my normal quiet duties.Here goes, a small glimpse into my forms 2&3
By the end of form one i had made many enemies, and some friends, enemies because i was the prefect that liked to abide by the rules, it mattered none to me, because , i refused to let anyone threaten me into submission, I was always commended as a great student from all of my teaches, all except on my arch nemesis of a math teacher.More on her later. My friends although little, were loyal, Vijesh being at the top of the list, an awesome guy, he was like my best friend, if i ever gave anyone that title. I Wasn't allowed to run for prefect again in from 2 , a guy by the name of Daryl took over, my friend circle grew, while unfortunately his shrunk, Matthew continued to be thorn in my side, he had gathered much older forces, his cousins had entered form 4. I was picked on at lunch time, so i avoided going outside, i would usually sit inside the class room, and stick my head into my bag, praying for the day to pass. On more than one occasion i was accosted at the school gate, I ran , they were much bigger than me, and had the advantage of home turf. I didnt know why Matthew disliked me, it never occurred to me that he may have been jealous of my friendship with Rianna, his supposed love of his life.
Vijesh and my friendship grew, we were inseparable,. By form three i was reelected prefect for some reason or the other beyond my comprehension, but there i was again, supposed to take charge of the class when the teacher wasn't there, a class of hormone raging adolescents, myself included, this time i adopted the "do what allyuh want once allyuh dont make noise" attitude. It worked , i was praised constantly by my peers for allowing them do as they please. Of course my enemies grew , and I realized that i had no true friends. Rianna, one of truly great friends started to hang out with the wrong crowd, and making fun of me. As i probably mention i was not good looking, in fact i was downright ugly, ( well so i was told, and believed I never had a gf, and the one girl i confessed liking for, took my love letter and showed the whole class, that damaged me in ways inconceivable, i spiraled into depression, by the second term i gave up being prefect, vijesh stopped hanging out with me, because he was being made fun of by the other guys, in fact they were asking him if we were a couple, so i guess to shield himself, he sort of dumped me, i was alone, and back to sticking my head into my bag at lunch time, that's basically how i spent the rest of form 3, a sad excuse for a human, depressed, angry..misunderstood.
I hung out with no one, i was alone most of the time in school, i would always be in the library just reading, because i knew it was a place where talking was not allowed. Sometimes when i got back to class, my bag would be missing, or my chair...i really didnt care anymore. It was the cool thing to pick on me, the shy guy, the emo dude. I faked sick so many times to avoid school, but my parents would never catch on. My grades starting failing, luckily at the end of form 3 i wanted so bad to become a doctor that i hit the books really hard to get into sciences and i did. Much to everyone's surprise including some of my teachers. I was never a trouble maker in school , not after my first incident so no matter how many times i was pushed to the edge i never snapped, i just kept quiet. i was the butt of many jokes . But i guess like all kids we had issues to over come in that awkward stage of life, i just thought that maybe i had it a little harder than others. Looking back today, i have no idea why they picked me as perfect, or why i was given a leadership award in from 2, or form 3....it baffles me to think what the teachers seek out to give an award, i was awkward, quiet...but i guess i always obeyed the rules...
At the end of form 3 we all grew little more mature, it wasn't all that bad..i had my small group of friends we shared many good times. Hanging out in the library, passing notes in class, avoiding the "cool kids" ...but my heart ached when everyone had someone and i had no one....
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