Back when I was transferring into my eighth grade year to public school, I had just came from a private christian school and had been there basically my entire childhood. My transition was successful and through my eyes, everything seemed to be an adventure. Eighth grade year is when my personal journey into self discovery began. I look back and although I’m merely just an eighteen year old-- the past is far different than what I see now. My life then was about fun, walking incredibly far in order to find a place to roll a blunt, trying to recreate that perfect hippie stoner moment with a tune by Fleetwood Mac. My life was shifting from sheltered to public and I couldn’t of been more aware of it. High school is essential in every way shape
