An autobiography of a teenage journey. Love, religion, feelings, education, mistakes and so much more I want to share right here.
Wishing to share my memories and experience as a teenager with you.
I don't want my readers thinking I am not a woman of her word. I mentioned earlier that this chapter was going to be about "Love and relationships" in the life of a teenager.
However, I think I would leave that for the next chapter. Trust me, I want to talk about it so badly in this chapter more than anything, but let's take this thing slowly... Step by step.
In this chapter, I would like to mention all kinds of friends I made or came across in middle school. A few I mention are still my good friends and some others, I haven't met or spoken to since graduation.
To begin with, why I decided to write on 'friends' is because back in middle school, who my friends were, determined the kind of a person I was. You might as well judge me once you read about a few friends of mine, but my main intention here is to show how I have been positively influenced by them one way or another.
Back in middle school, people around me judged my personality with the kind of people I hanged out with. Agreeable, I have a father who also cares so much about the kind of friends I make so I wasn't so surprised. Even in Asia, a few teachers and parents were somehow mouthy on certain friendships between students.
I had one thing I did not understand; why students themselves talked to their fellow students of which kind of friends to have and hang out with.
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I'm going to break it down for you.
When I got to midddle school/JHS, I made friends. Boys and girls. Funny enough, once I talked to a boy, or couple of boys, I was seen "bad". "She is a bad girl" would come right after my name being mentioned. It took a few weeks for me to finally notice that morbidness.
In spite of the fact that the society did not smile upon it, the male friends I made back in middle school were good people. I still talk to most of them every now and then.
There were somany people whispering in my ears, "don't hang out with *** , she'll spoil you" or "That boy will spoil you", which I never took seriously.
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