What kind of student were you in high school?
"Days/Daze" is a little tired. Stop it. Besides, it implies drug use, and I was a clean kid, my friends.
We'll get grades out of the way – straight A's, with the exception of mathematics; but by then I had reached the point where I didn't expect to do well in that wretched subject. It had become a part of my academic personality. So be it.
I was slapped with adolescence and wore it as gracefully as I would a soggy fish. I was prone to depression and guilt. I wrote dour and obvious poetry – still, it got published in the school creative writing magazine.
I drew – relentlessly. I still have the yellowing pages of these attempts at happiness, at escapism, because I can't find any other reason for such untiring creativity.
I was on the school tennis team. My 'action' photos in the yearbook would be a source of joy to all of you, but I will have to disappoint, so please put your cameras down. I'll just say that I had long hair, I did indeed have a white tennis outfit on, and I was in full-on make-up.
I was shy and therefore pretty much ignored. I was desperately self-conscious. I recall being deeply, deeply shocked when a history teacher of mine said that self-consciousness was really only an extreme form of egotism.
There is a memory that pretty much defined my time in high school; a microcosm of the handful of years I spent at Fairfax High School, once known as the knifing capital of the LAUSD:
I was sitting in the courtyard of the school, reading. I was alone, and I'm under the impression that it was early in the morning. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming in my direction. I wasn't frightened – but I feared for my blessed isolation. I remember thinking devoutly to myself, "Please keep walking, please keep walking…"
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