People are interesting.
At 15, I haven’t lived a full life. But, in my years of living on this planet, surrounded by people…I know enough types to last a lifetime.
Lets start with my friends. I have a schmorgusbord of them.
The nerdy ones, who live to succeed.
She spends her days studying, double checking facts in the History Book. Instead of filling up a note page to her friend, she will fill her planner up. Nights are spent practicing for a sport and doing homework.
The one who wants to have the smarts like number one, but is just as ‘in-line’ and conformist.
She lives by the rules, too. Not one step- even one toe-out of normalcy. She has the boyfriend, the perfect family, and matches perfectly everyday, down to the rings. She has a crazy side, but likes her comfort blankets.
This one is religious, but acts the polar opposite by drinking and being edgy. She hates the school, but searches for friends. I don’t get her, but yet I do. She’ll not call you, but when you don’t call her, its trouble. She goes through friends and boyfriends a lot. Will she ever settle down?
This one is NOT religious. She is unusually addicted to correcting people’s grammer. Don’t say “me and him” around her. She is outside the box. I told her shes so odd she has her own shape. You can definately pick her out of the crowd.
I have lots more friends with interesting quirks and oddities. But, thats what makes us humans interesting. Our differences. I know I’ll continue to meet a lot of interesting people my whole life.