In the early 90's

High school was a strange time for me. Going from a public junior high school to an academy in 10th grade was a drag. Getting up before dawn and catching a bus at my "old" school was the pits. Staying late for "mandatory" athletics was awful b/c I was never really a long or short distant runner. But, I do think I have a "Bruce Jenner-like" potential. Not that I could win an olympic decathlon...but, at least compete along-side dedicated, driven individuals.
After learning how to want to go back to a local school, 12th grade was awesome. It was like going back to a high school reunion before I graduated. Being in physics and pre-calculus was hard because I loved to create art. The school would not yield in that regard so I went to art school afterwards.
But, the polarization of coming back to a school w/ a class of about 1000 from a private one with less than 100...was alluring to say the least. In those years, it would have been better had I forseen the necessity of an early academic focus. And, put less thought into the actual mechanisms responsible for creativity and emotion.

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