I think that the world is seen as black and white there’s no real in-between, especially when in middle school people have their clicks and that’s about it. I tend to think of these people as puzzle pieces. They all fit together and everyone has one. But really I think I was so close minded until I realized I didn’t fit in. I’m a Girl if you haven’t caught on yet. But I don’t fit in the girl group. I do fit in with the guys but not 100%. I don’t really fit in with the outcast so yeah I was left questioning where the hell should I be. Believe me, i’m still figuring it out but this is what I got so far. I think I’m a bit of a random at least that’s what I thought. I call the randoms ( most of my friend group because we have so many different types of friends ) I call the randoms a fruit bowl. Their all different but they still fit together. But I started to see a pattern. It was crazy I fit but I didn’t fit in if that makes any sense. I started to think I was really that asshole that put a potato in the fruit bowl. And then I realized… I WAS THAT ASSHOLE! Well, I’m not an asshole but you get the point. To put it simply I’m kinda weird. But I’m really starting to love that about me. I think its the real me and my real personality. Someone said that they got bullied for being weird. I told them that they should tell them, “that at least I have personalty and at least I’m not dull like you” I continued to tell her that being weird is just another way of saying creatively extraordinary. I know that while I was telling her this and that I meant it. I didn’t even know that in a way I was talking to myself.
To be continued………..