Middle school for me happened when I was 5th standard. Few things changed completely in my life. I kind of became a different person then. I use to be a pretty energetic and normal kid up till then; I guess until 7th was really tough times because I was still struggling to come to terms with who I was and what I wanted. When I came to 8th standard, our school made one change; they split the class into 2 sections. This is when I kind of went separate ways with the few long time school friends I had. Here I became close with two new kids. We would share the same desk. I really don’t know how, but they somehow assumed that I was the smart one of the three; when I say smart I mean studious one. I never thought about contradicting them somehow, so I became the certified “desk” nerd from that time. My sisters used to be in the same school as me; and yes, unlike me they were pretty popular in school. They were the class toppers, school rep for functions and all that type. So I guess I assumed some tag is better then none.
I never really cared much about school grading system or scores etc. But my report card would make my mom react in strange ways; usually in not so nice ways.
But with my new acquired title of desk nerd I had the responsibility of holding the baton and making sure the reputation of the desk wasn’t let down. So I kind of started making sure I got reasonably good grades. My mom kind of stopped going ballistic whenever she saw my report card, so I guess it wasn’t so bad being a nerd. Then things let from this to that and I guess I became from desk to something of the class nerd.
9th standard again my principle made me change my section; I stopped sharing the same desk with my 2 friends, and gradually we became distant.
Things kind of changed completely after this. Up till 8th boys were made to wear shorts. 9th I guess the school authority somehow assumed was the right age for boys to turn to men. So we started wearing full-pants, we were the big boys in school.
I guess around these time things were changing for my classmates as well. The boy somehow seemed to be suddenly more interested in the girls and the girls were a little gigglier then before.
Around the same time was when I found one of my passions, Bruce Wayne. I so badly wanted to be Bruce Wayne, I so worshipped him. All my daytime dreams, escapades as Bruce Wayne I’ll post another time.
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Bordering on boredom, Lusting for lull, Lingering just a little for Peek-a-boo to life!!! Tiny specter that we all are, Let’s not overcomplicate life!!!
3 comments:
By the time you reached 8th, you had already found out who you were and what you wanted? :O *bowing down*
In my head, I am seeing cute-cute small-small Loitongbam, with oil in hair, neatly parted to one side, in uniform, running to school. There sitting silently, pretending to listen, but secretly riding the BatMobile while saving the world :D
Hmm.. So you always have been wierd!
The line where you say "All Boys started taking more interest in girls and that's when I started idolising Bruce Wayne" doesnt go so well :P
Looks like you were in quarter life crisis whole quarter!! It's now when most people are "coming in terms with themselves" and trying to find out "who we are and what we want" you have been doing it ever since kindergarten!! :O
8th std u don't think about stuff like say what u'll do when u r 60... u just think about stuffs like which group to hang out with, the nerds or the punks :) that kinda things, nothing too deep!!!
kriti---
in my bruce wayne daydreams I always had couple of pretty little things by my side!!! only difference is they'ld turn into kickass sidekicks in skin tight latex in the darkness of the night :)
Meera---
I definitely use to put hair-oil but my hair would be far from neatly parted... i guess i was always one for the dishevveled looks :)
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