Then I moved back to France, and my class sucked ass. Really. I was basically "the girl who used to live abroad". They had no idea where I used to live, some of them thought it was England (yeah right that's why I came to the class trip) and even some dude thought I was Chinese. Apparently dark hair was enough for him to think that... the friends I had at that time just kept manipulating each other, wasn't much fun for me.
The following year, I was part of a group of friends. My sarcasm wasn't funny enough for them, I was labelled "Chandler" ('Friends' character who keeps making bad jokes). Again, I was the victim because I was different. My clothing taste and humor never suited anyone anyway
In high school, it got better... I didn't like my class -though everyone was like "OMFG BEST CLASS EVUR I LUFF YOU"- and I had trouble actually getting to know the people I hung out with (I still talk to them now, which is a good sign I guess, I tend to lose touch with people).
Aaaand I met Poink - finally someone to match my twisted mind and humor. I R happy nao. I think I found peace in a way because I don't get upset at all. Or it really doesn't last. I'm either completely crazy or I've found balance.

In high school I had a group of "friends" in which I felt like an extreme outsider. This one time we had a conversation about guys, and one of the girls turned to me and said something like; "I know why you're single. You're not girly enough." I asked her what she meant, and she went on; "Well, you walking is very... manly. I think you're scaring the boys away."



At my city school i was doing alright, it wasn't popular, or in the middle, i had it just the way i felt comfortable, i had friends actually, and i knew those people, here i am lost. I don't even barely know the other class 
The big thing here is basketball which I LOATHE. And since it's hillbilly country, everyone totally pops a boner at NASCAR. WTF!? It's just cars going around and around in a circle, wasting gas!!
