Elementary school is the actual reason, Middle school and High school just force you to improve. Not that improvement is needed. It still is a survive quest from 6th to 12th, especially in those weird middle-high school combination schools. It’s not that the subjects are unimportant, but how they’re taught later on is what makes our brain think “oh okay I’m just gonna do my own thing, I know all about this shit.” And because of that, it really depends on the teacher. Some teachers are great educators who are serious in their job or show their passion of teaching in front of the class, but some are just so…
I don’t ditch school, will never ditch school. But f**k the bad experiences I have at school are unbearable. Of course those bad experiences have taught me how to behave in public, but not everybody is going to view their own bad experiences in a positive light. And yes I was projecting from my life, I have not recovered from my middle school years or 9th and 10th grade, nor do I believe I will anytime soon.
Also if you think this whole thing I’m doing here is a bit obnoxious, yeah it is. In English, we basically do this and think carefully how we word our thoughts onto either a page or on the Google doc, given on the assignment. Sometimes we will be given assignments we are excited to write a lot about, then sometimes we’re given the something we have 0 or 25% interest in. And so we then suffer from writer’s block, sure it would be easier with…. “friends.”
And building friendships is apparently part of going to school, but not everyone is an extrovert, so it will be easy for a few, and harder for others. Eventually you’ll have at best one person as a friend, but of course the best way to know them is to converse. And if you slip up, or f**king sound like me, consequences mentally painful occurs.
And after all the good is gone from school life, all your left to do is to balance it all, with the old friends who are still being put in the same classes as you, even though at some point you expect to be put in a class where no one knows you. Where you can just lay low and continue the schoolwork given to you.
I’d talk about schoolwork, but my sister suddenly started watching the Loud House on her iPad, and I’m having a horrible brain fart.