A drop out

There are certain things that make me regret dropping out. Most of them have to do with my friends.

I’m never going to have a prom. I had always wanted so badly to go to a prom. I liked the thought of getting dressed up (although I don’t like wearing dresses much) and going out and dancing and having fun. And I’m never going to get to do that.

I’m never going to get to graduate from high school. I’m not going to walk across the stage and *possibly* do a speech or sing. 🙁

I’m never going to get to be OCS (Outstanding Choral Student). I’m never going to get to get 6 or 7 years in All City. Of course, after being sick I ruined my streak of every year since middle school. I guess that may be part of why I dropped out.

I’m never going to fulfill certain dreams of mine.

Of course, since I’ve dropped out, my dreams have changed. I’ve become more realistic. I guess I realized that my life isn’t just some silly little school thing. I’m not just a girl who gets friends by letting them copying her work. I’m not a girl who has superficial friendships. I have REAL friendships and I never knew that. I always thought people were just using me. After all, who would want to be the fat girl’s friend? Obviously, everyone. I’m like Sally Field at the Oscar’s with the whole “they like me!” thing going.

Life isn’t what we make it out to be…it’s what it is.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.