Surely A Large Human
Date registered: Jun 2006
Vehicle: '08 C219
Location: Between Earth and Mars
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Until recently, I thought my childhood experience was completely the norm (no matter how shitty it was). Seeing how kids around my new home town grow up and interact with each other, and in talking to people from around the country about their youth, I now know that it was a singularly horrible place to be transplanted into at age 12.
And they weren't just "cursing and carrying on"...they were trying to eviscerate anyone who was new or different. When you're young you take that stuff kinda personally. It takes a long time to realize that the world isn't really like that. At least it took me a long time.
Anyway, I'm not a fighter, so I had to use my wits to stand up for myself without beating people up. Never been in a fight. I hate them. So in trying to avoid them while finding a way to express my frustration, the lessons began.
I firmly believe that every interaction with people is educational. The lessons you take from it depend on whether or not you care enough to pay attention. Some people think they know everything they ever need to know about dealing with others, what constitutes faux pas or "over the line", etc. If I ever get to that point, it will be when I can instantly read a person and accurately forecast & manipulate their responses to serve my own interests.
Finally, you don't realize what lessons you learned until you're older and look back on what incidents defined you. At the time, I was just trying to 'survive'. Looking back, I can see that the city I moved to in 5th grade and stayed in until roughly 11th grade was far more influential on most of my life than anything else, and only in a very few positive ways.
Last edited by Qubes; 03-19-2009 at 07:06 PM.