Sometimes I think of this, but I never really arrive at anything. All I can think of is maybe if I'd gone too a liberal, private school for the arts, like Interlochen, in Michigan? Or maybe a Quaker school? Still, I imagine some form of bulying might still have happened.
Sometimes. Do you know the simpsons episode with the stone cutters? They sing their own song about their power. Well my friends and I changed the words and used to sing it at secondary school. "Whose the best at history. Science, maths, geography! WE ARE! WE ARE!" We did this a lot. We wrote a musical about an apple with breast cancer. All our drama projects ended with mass suicide. We wore black nail varnish. We deliberately avoided trying in PE but tried really hard in everything else. There are lots of things we did that I can say, fair enough, that probably didn't help. But you know what...I would't do it differently if I could go back, because those stupid things were basically the few happy memories I have of that time. All the things that got me bullied that I could have done something about were things that made my friends and I happy...why would I want to change that?
