I just had this mantra in my head "This won't last forever"
As much as I'm still quite childlike, and enjoyed my childhood in many ways, I knew I'd have to wait until adulthood to be totally free.
I'm nowhere near as scared of muggers and rapists as I was/am of packs of teenagers with an eye for a cowardy custard.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 2 Feb 2011, 13:36, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

Similar, I knew I'd leave at 16
and go to the local sixth form college. Still doesn't quite erase the memory of spending probably a good 3 months in 3rd year crying though. Even now those packs of screeching chavs outside shops give me the shivers considerably more than a sole dodgy looking bloke who might be following me/might have a knife or whatever.
(berk, Wed 2 Feb 2011, 13:39, Reply)

I stayed on at 6th form.
I liked my teachers and 'better the devil you know' was my thought.
I didn't even have to go to that school. my mum wanted me to sit an exam and go to a 'better' school, but even then I knew I was just the type of kid who other kids would want to kill. At that school I'd have been bullied for being the common kid from town. At the one I went to I was the one who was bright and spoke nice (I no longer speak nice.)
Meh.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 2 Feb 2011, 13:43, Reply)

I don't know whether it was just the comparison to school
but sixth form college was probably the best two years of my life, thus far anyway. I honestly think I'd have harmed myself if I'd had to stay on for sixth form at school. And yeah, I was that type of kid as well. Still am, to some extent.
(berk, Wed 2 Feb 2011, 13:49, Reply)