Sunday, September 19, 2010

Mexican white boy part 3

Personally, it's most the time when I feel like I don't fit in. Back in elementary school, I had only about three friends. Heck, two of them went on their own paths and then I had only one friend through the fifth grade. Personally, it was painful. The most important part of school is to have friends. They help you get through the school drama, help you on your home work. And when you feel down, they know how to cheer you up. I relied mostly on the resource people to help me get through school because they would listen. I only had one friend. And I could only talk to him during snack or lunch. It was a hard fit for me, I didn't fit anywhere within that school.

Another time, well, more like the past and present, is boy scouts. I am in boy scout troop 959, and it is a hard fit for me then and it still is now because the only way to fit in is to be fast with your fists. No joke. It's always a different incident every outing and once again, I only really have one friend. The same person from elemetary school, to be exact. There are other people within the troop who call themselves my friends, but they are incredibly annoying. I don't fit in because I don't fit this enviornment. The fact that people want to fight scares me enough. I just don't fit in here.

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