Truro, this is were it all started..
Hmm, what should I rant about first.
(This idea came to me when I went for a walk today and I saw these 4 girls that just reminded me of these times.)
When I first moved to Truro, Novascotia, I was in grade 4 so I had to attend Salmon River Elementary school. I was the new girl in class so I was totally the coolest, coming from a big city to a small town. Oh ya I was the coolest. So I made friends with this girl K(wont use names). We became good friends and I don't remember much after that. After that year hit everyone who was in grade 4 started going to Redcliff Middle School and this is were it all began. I became friends with all the cool kids (popular as they would call it), we would all hang out and go to dances together. But as time would go on I guess I was becoming a loser because as grade 6 hit most of them denied being my friend. There was only one girl that stayed my friend Sarah and we have been best friends for 11 years now, and I am the god mother to her oldest daughter :).
During and after being friends with the popular crowd I was called all sorts of names, like fat bastards wife, frog, loser, fatty, and the list goes on. People would make fun of my clothes because I never got new ones I always wore the same clothes year after year, we couldn't afford to buy new ones every year like most kids.
Once grade seven hit me and Sarah sorta drifted apart at school but still stayed close, she was in the crowd i used to be in and i made friends with a different group which i stayed friends with up until grade 9 when i met Jon(thats a hole other story, oh m).
In grade eight was when I was picked on the most. They gave me the name "skirt". I would go home crying after school it was that bad, and sometimes fake sick so I wouldn't have to go to school..
more to come, I really don't know why im typing this all out for the world to see.
But im going to because ive always wanted to write down what went on in my life up until this point and I thought why not in a blog..
there will be posts like this and funny posts.
-M
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