B is for Barbs
In high school, our mascot was “the barbs”
– that’s short for barbed wire – which was invented in DeKalb, IL.
barb = sharp, bristly, obviously unpleasant…
causing inflamation and swelling. High school was constant stress over
grades, posturing and “success,” whatever that was.
My home life was more of the same, pure misery.
I felt invisible all the time. Nobody saw who I was, they saw who they wanted to see.
(Mostly, they were disappointed by what they saw!)
But I survived. I’ve actually thrived.
And you will, too. Hang in there. High school is temporary.
Kismet 
While I enjoyed my high school years, I was glad when it was over. Being stoned most of the time certainly helped.
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Hahahaha! That is funny. I was too Sheltered.
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I was too baked! LOL! The funny thing is that my class standing was very low, but somehow my other stoner friends had better GPA’s?? How does that even happen??? Unless they were lying. You can’t trust a bunch of stoners!
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And now look at you! Brilliant!
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Thanks! I did have a 4.0 GPA in graduate school. Now if I could only get someone to pay for it, so I can get an MBA!
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