LANER [Joshler]

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I think that there is a big difference between wanting to go to school and wanting to go to school and enjoying it.

Because, as far as I was ever concerned, school is just papers and formulas and more papers and even more formulas and dates and things that don't really need perseverance in our minds. Teachers don't even want to be teaching a seven hour schedule as much as they want to talk about how awful that one student is in their first hour is. You know, the one that always rolls their eyes as soon as a breathe escapes said teacher's mouth.

And, well, news flash, School isn't all that comprehensive and informative and objective. They, them being the ones who run the whole thing, stuffing us up on due dates and feeding us useless information through tubes like we are all some sort of human robot. We're not the same in any sense. It really is ridiculous because if a fish is being measured by how well it can climb a tree, then that fish will believe that they are dumb.

And I know that yes, there is some sort of idea and individuality that schools house. Clubs, sports, teams. And I fully support it. If it wasn't for the constant arguments that one has to be competed against another to be better than the other. More worthy than the other. More deserving than the other.

You see, one of my favorite classes at the beginning of freshmen year was AP English. Mr. Bird being the best and the worst teacher I have ever encountered up till then. Loud and brash and defensive and totally and utterly destructive in the way he wanted you to understand art and writing and poetry. He was a human enigma.And I learned so much from him.

I would have taken to it then, that I was going to hate the class. Though I did not.

Like I said at the top, there is a difference between wanting to be in schooling and wanting to be in schooling and have some form of enjoyment from it. Cass didn't believe in enjoyment other than editing films, so I know that the latter did not apply to him. But then, Syd flew to the complete opposite: she loved the way each teacher took it upon themselves to teach something so large and important to suffering, depressed, typical teenagers on drugs. So that's the first one for syd.

At this point it should be fairly obvious the fact that I am about to tell. If it still isn't, that's alright. Because it really wasn't that obvious. There is another category. One that I have put myself in, while everyone else remains in the borders of the original two I stated.

The third?

Well, to understand, I will have to preface with this:

Joshua W. Dun.

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a/n: new fic !!

this  tugs at my heart because i hate school but i have outstanding grades and am in NHS. a conflicting reality yikes

I hope you like this? tell me if you do and ill continue to update, but seeing as Without Our Darkness is my main, updated won't come as often.

Just gimme a heads up (:
-sam