I grew up in the suburbs of Miami. When I was five years old I decided to dabble in a little bit of elementary school. Everyone told me it was a first class ticket to nowhere, but I didn’t listen. Did that for a while and it felt great. After 9 years I decided to try high school. It made me sick. Night terrors, cold sweats, vomiting. All of that. I had to get out of there and clean up my act. Moved to Tallahassee. Immediately some shady wookie bastard get me into college. After about five and a half years of it I was skinny, sick, and paranoid. I decided to stop altogether. Worked for two and a half years without doing any school at all. I felt reborn. But it didn’t last. The urge came back. With no connections left in Tallahassee, I decided to move back down to Miami. Now I do school everyday again. Awful.
