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RE: Not nothing...or brainwashed

in School Days13 days ago

School for me was good through the elementary years but not so much when I entered junior high and high school. That's where the division started and where it developed into a deeply fractured student body. I didn't fit in with any of those clicques, so mostly stayed to myself. I much preferred it that way and it was easy to see how idiotic teenagers behavior could be. I did well in grades, was bored to tears, graduated and got my diploma but refused to attend the graduation ceremony, much to the dismay of my parents. I do regret not attending for their sake, but as for me, those school people could kiss my ass.

Love those doors <3

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easy to see how idiotic teenagers behavior could be

Indeed, mostly total dumbasses, especially these days.

School is different for all of us depending on many things, what side of the tracks one is from, how one looks and sounds, cultural background, the cliques one is in...I was happy to be my own guy although the experiences I had (for a little brown kid of 5 years old) were quite brutal. Toughened me up for things I did later on in life...maybe too tough, too stoic. Not sure.

The doors, they lead into my courtyard at home and inside is my battery of trebuchet's for self defense. Ok, not really, it's at a place called Knightshayes, Devon, UK. A lovely place to spend a day...I know because I did it. Lol.

Not too tough nor too stoic to my thinking. You are the person you are now because of past experiences, and because of that you have no tolerance for violence and brutality against those who cannot defend themselves. At least that's how I see it judging from my limited knowledge of you. I reckon you turned out alright 😉

It would be a dream to have those doors and the courtyard they lead into. The trebs would be icing on the cake 😂

That's not a bad way of describing it I think, I've always had something in me about standing up for those who cannot stand up for themselves, a habit I learned I guess rather than an innate skill or need. I'm content with handing out that which people deserve when required.

Great doors huh? Backed up with trebuchet's, crenelated towers with archer's positions, a decent portcullis and of course, boiling oil, to pour down upon attackers, I'd say my home defense system was starting to take shape. Seriously though, Knightshayes was a great spot, an amazing walled produce garden indeed. I've posted about it back in the day.

Yep, that's the way I see you. Gorgeous doors...I'm a sucker for arched doorways and windows. I'll have to look up that post...it must have been before I knew you

Yep, it'll be back in 2018 or 2019 I guess, or maybe I split it up, the manor home, gardens and the walled garden, I can't recall.