My class is around 30 kids. there is a girl named Naomi who is white as a piece of paper but thinks she's black. she tags her insta posts with things like #blackgirlmagic and #melanin, styles her brunette-red hair in dreads and afro styles, and constantly references being "a minority." she's about 5'0 and built like a moving truck, with an unfortunately mannish face. she's an lolcow of my school, but everyone treats her nicely and acts like her friend.
she stole a t-shirt from my sister last year, then tried to deny it to her face after being called out. her family is known around town for being thieves. she used to live in HI and CA and whinges about how hard her childhood was and how her mom is emotionally/physically abusive.
she's a pathological liar with a fucking ugly personality. to cap it all off, she's in a junior military program and we never hear the end of it. the irony of someone joining the armed forces where people are supposed to be honorable, honest citizens (some aren't but still) when they are the epitome of a bitchy spoiled brat is too much for me and my sister sometimes.
plus I find it hard to believe she can pass any physical fitness tests they throw at her because I've never seen her do a push up and she sits out in yoga class.
First year of uni a flatmate pulled out of our housing arrangement so we just got a random to take over the room.
The lad we got would spend most of his time on IRC and used to drink copious amounts of that stones ginger wine, while playing ff7 and ultima online.
He thought he was the shit, would barge into your room all boozy, tell you all about how great he was with the ladies, and in high school his teacher was always trying to hook up with him, apparently she was super hot, but he was cool and always turned her down.
I had a class with his twin sister, who was pretty chill, went out for some drinks after class once and she told me that they were home schooled, Their mom was pretty hot.
I went to school with a guy who already had a few strikes against him when he enrolled. He came from a poor, broken home because his old man was in prison for murder, and on top of that he had a severe learning disability. But life really kicked him in the balls years before when he was named. He was Christened the same as the main character in a well known horror movie franchise that came out a few years after he was born. So this poor sap had no chance in that circle of Hell known as high school.
His coping mechanism was to be known for this weird thing where his lanky ass would scale corners in the building by wedging his hands and feet on opposite sides and climb up to window overhangings and stair cases. That was his one talent, he could risk breaking his neck to get to a spot bullies couldn't get their hands on him... until he inevitably was forced down. No idea what happened to him, think he dropped out. Hope he put his "talent" to use... and maybe changed his name.
I was the 'weirdo' kid from kindergarten until 11th grade, but looking back, I wonder if there was some memo that everyone but me got. I say this because most everyone I knew chose to follow a real traditional corporate trajectory. I meet my old school mates from time to time on the street, and I have yet to meet one who seems happy. Nobody stepped outside of what was expected of them, it's like they all fit one of several molds. The people who seemed so destined for great things, they stopped somewhere, or they made bad choices.
I feel like a light went out somewhere.
I edited for clarity. I'll use drafts next time.