Drama School

eastside high

welcome to eastside high.
no ordinary school compares to the experiences.
Eastside Gives Us Wings.
I don't know about all that,
but eastside definitely gives us trauma.
Trauma, that we will never forget.
Unforgettable, basically.

Not that all the experiences are as "unforgettable" , some can be
disgusting, saddening & can make you feel helpless..

Some can be beautiful, cherish able and worth living through.

I never thought there would be a day where I would have to sit and think and write down about my experiences at eastside, but I consider this a digital diary.
One that I look back on, like 15 years from now.

Here, goes.. nothing.

DRAMA SCHOOL - introduction

Hi, I am anastasia monroe, would I say that I'm the most well known, extroverted, student loved student? no!
I got a little well known after joining my ex friend group.
ex. friend group, I say -
I used to be super introverted before, I'd say I've gotten a BIT better at socialising since.

Sienna Lockwood, a pretty popular "cool kid" once invited me to her friendgroup..
her friendgroup consisted of Raymond , Aiden, Shawn, Addison, Avery & Diego.

When I first got invited into her friendgroup, I felt overwhelmed. It was a big friendgroup. I have been in friendgroups before but they all turned out really bad..

It started with love, parted with a heartbreak and ended with a break of trust.

I dont blame any of them, and trust me,
you will be happy with the outcome of this story.
The ending of our friendgroup happened for the good.
I find myself being a happier and better person without having a big group of mutual friends.
Even though I had faith in this group and we constantly talked about getting houses next to eachother when we are older, we dont always get what we want, do we? We are young, immature, we could never maintain such a big group for such a long time and that's just the truth. One thing I learned, is that the truth hurts.
Honesty is really the best policy.
Alot of these "cringe" quotes actually checked out for me after this friendgroup.
So for me, they aren't a memory, they are a lesson.

I in no shape or form am an author, so excuse me if i sometimes start speaking from the heart too much doing this book. I believe that books, poems, etc are written purely for self expression. No matter what your situation is, you can write about it.
I ensure you, someone out there will relate to you and have somewhat the same situation as you.
So don't be afraid, if your situation is a bit out of the box or "unusual",because someone out there will THANK YOU for making them feel seen.

I feel weird when I see or talk to some of the members of my friend group now,
cause it's been such a rollercoaster together.
I feel like we never had bad days, we always had fun & unreal days.. but one day everything just changed.

I don't have the clear describing words to explain what this friendgroup meant to me, unlike other groups I was in this one felt like home.
A home outside of my real home.
A home where there weren't walls, just people.
A home where we respected eachother like brothers and sisters.
A home where we felt safe with eachother.
A home where we wanted to stay all day.
A home, that was built so well that it would never fall.

But surprise surprise!
The cement started caking off, and the house, eventually fell down into scattered pieces..
Bits and bats everywhere.

Greatness comes with great responsibility, indeed.

Because none of us were responsible.
We treated arguments like a joke. We never communicated like mature friends.
We always knew that the cement was chipping off.. we just never fixed it.
I wonder how many years our friendship would have lasted if none of what happened ever happened.
But, Sometimes, I laugh at myself for ever wanting to continue our group.
As it shut all off us off. We built unusual expectations for eachother without helping one another. We were toxic.

Salutations, welcome to eastside highschool.