as much as the media (and, consequently, my own sense of nostalgia) glorifies suburban teenage life, once you come back to it, it is exponentially worse than you ever remembered.
i'm sure it was probably better in high school, when i didn't know what life was like outside of here.
but now that i'm back,
stuck here for the next 5 months, knowing that i will not be returning to the life to which i had become accustomed, the friends and the place that i loved so much all year,
now i realize how fake and boring and judgmental and miserable this whole fucking town is, and always has been.
my friends are different (or maybe that's me), and nothing ever happens here.
it's the epitome of teenage boredom, embodied in this one shitty county, just 30 minutes from the life which i will always remember as infinitely better than home, even if, in reality, it was a pretty mediocre year.
just whatever. i need to get the fuck out of hillsboro, like now.
and everyone judges me for smoking here.
what is that? is it a suburban thing or did i just not notice it in the city?
maybe it's just these stupid. fucking. highschool. brats.
i swear to dog, i will kill them all. GROW UP.
