Decisions, Decisions, Decisions.
Whenever the sentence, "I am going to boarding school," happens to come out of my mouth, I receive a few different responses.
The typical, "Ew, why?"
Again typical, "What did you do?"
Idiotic, "Like Harry Potter?"
and last, "You really think you're better than everyone else?"
Believe it or not my best friend said the last response to me.
The real reason I decided to leave is inexplicable. There are too many emotions that go into my decision.
Most importantly, I wanted the experience. I feel that I have gone through my life, for lack of a better word, numb. I feel as if I have not lived anything. Staying in my town is like wearing Crocs, comfortable but not fitting or acceptable. I hope that makes some sort of sense. Most people who grew up in my town, have never left. They have never had any outside experiences. They don't know what life is like outside of their hometown. I know that I would not like to reflect on my life, and think, "what if?" Regret terrifies me greatly.
So, I made this decision for me.
And it was the first time that I just considered me.
Whenever the sentence, "I am going to boarding school," happens to come out of my mouth, I receive a few different responses.
The typical, "Ew, why?"
Again typical, "What did you do?"
Idiotic, "Like Harry Potter?"
and last, "You really think you're better than everyone else?"
Believe it or not my best friend said the last response to me.
The real reason I decided to leave is inexplicable. There are too many emotions that go into my decision.
Most importantly, I wanted the experience. I feel that I have gone through my life, for lack of a better word, numb. I feel as if I have not lived anything. Staying in my town is like wearing Crocs, comfortable but not fitting or acceptable. I hope that makes some sort of sense. Most people who grew up in my town, have never left. They have never had any outside experiences. They don't know what life is like outside of their hometown. I know that I would not like to reflect on my life, and think, "what if?" Regret terrifies me greatly.
So, I made this decision for me.
And it was the first time that I just considered me.
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