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Writer's Block: School daze
Jan. 20th, 2010 03:43 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I was in the same school system in southern California up through the end of my freshman year in high school (9th grade), then we moved to Colorado where high schools were three years, not four years, so I "got" to be a freshman all over again (even if they called it being a sophomore) in 10th grade. Then a year and a half later, in the middle of my junior year, we moved to northern California, under my very loud protests. I loved Colorado. I hated southern California with a purple passion, and while northern California wasn't as bad as further south, I hauled ass out of the entire state as soon as I was legally able to.
The main impact it had on me was my continuing determination to never give anyone the power to tell me where I had to live again. My second ex tried to do that. It's not the only reason he's my ex, but it's definitely up there.
I was in the same school system in southern California up through the end of my freshman year in high school (9th grade), then we moved to Colorado where high schools were three years, not four years, so I "got" to be a freshman all over again (even if they called it being a sophomore) in 10th grade. Then a year and a half later, in the middle of my junior year, we moved to northern California, under my very loud protests. I loved Colorado. I hated southern California with a purple passion, and while northern California wasn't as bad as further south, I hauled ass out of the entire state as soon as I was legally able to.
The main impact it had on me was my continuing determination to never give anyone the power to tell me where I had to live again. My second ex tried to do that. It's not the only reason he's my ex, but it's definitely up there.