Number of friends: 16? ish? I cannot math in the morning
Country: USA, unfortunately.
Background: What? Like, where I come from? Okay. I'm gonna coppy/paste out of laziness.
It's safe to say my elementary school was not safe. It oddly resembled 80's high school stereotypes. Violence, bullying, drugs, alcohol, things not to be named on a children's site . . . It wasn't even just the fifth graders, like you might think. Third grade, if my memory serves correctly, was the worst year. While they were good at keeping out guns and knives, the teachers had an odd disinterest when children got into fights. My brother was almost killed twice, once by suffocation and the other time from being pushed off the top of the playground, as the most interesting incidents. The only safe place was by the ice cream machine. The people eating the ice cream were chill. They took it out to be ranked as a healthier school.
I had my fair share of psychological issues at the time. I was bullied, of course, but I was also being a bully unintentionally. I have a two page essay on it somewhere, but I don't have the time, so I'll just give a vague summary here. I wanted little more than to be liked. I yearned for approval of others, so I found myself imitating those who proved to be popular. I was already established as a freak, though, so I was then a weird freak. The one thing I valued as much as popular opinion was my own. I wanted to be a good person.
That school had a horrible gym. There were two coaches, but one didn't do that much. Coach was horrible. He never let us get water, rarely let us use the bathroom, didn't believe in shoe-tying, made us run three laps around the perimeter of the park for talking sometimes, etc. Somehow the majority of the school still seemed to be relatively unfit. Anyway, the gym was a few feet away from the first grade bathroom, so that's what I used one day in fourth grade. There was a little girl in one stall who was talking to herself, sounding distressed. "I'm not mean . . . I'm not mean . . ." Dear fluff, I had been saying that to myself since I was her age.
But here's the key of the problem: I had no reference point for a good society.
On top of my social issues, I was dumb. I couldn't read fluently. I couldn't divide. I didn't have my multiplication tables close to memorized. Dates and names went over my head—oh, right, they still do. But the point is, I was too stupid to read a chapter book all the way through, and stupid enough to buy one every book fair.
I read Spirit Animals: Wild Born in the third grade book fair, I believe. It took me five days. I stayed up late to finish it, with mum's cousin visiting as an excuse. I could read. I could actually read.
After finishing the book, I mostly just played the game. It wasn't until around early 2015 that I grew active on the forums.
Here's my reference point for a good society.
We were cringy tweens with an overuse of "XD" faces and a knack for making up words, including one to describe our unicorns-and-waffles type randomness, fluffeh. That word is a reminder to me of who I wanted to be. I wanted to be that kid who knew she was weird and owned it, who was kind and funny, who was random and loud, who read Spirit Animals books whenever they came out . . . I went through a year-and-a-half long phase where I just did everything I possibly could to be weird, especially when I got out of that place; I went to a middle school most of my elementary classmates didn't. It's like there was a switch in my brain. Even now, weird looks make me laugh. I'm a happier person. Yeah, I have my dark stages, but I always remember that in a couple months, I'll feel . . . Fluffeh.
Unless you mean computer/phone background. On the mac it's some sort of water flower, on my LG tablet it's a wolf, and on my iPad it's a free lineart colored in to look like me.
Last 3 texts/emails/whatevers: I don't have texts/emails/whatevers
Favorite emoji: I'm not on mobile, but the upsidedown smile is so useful
Sexual orientation: asexual
Favourite food? Chocolate
Favourite YouTuber: Vsauce (Yep, I'm that nerd)
Favourite movie: Star Wars: The Force Awakens maybe it would be 1776 if I cOULD WATCH IT
Favourite tv show: Sherlock
Favourite musical: Hamilton
Fandoms: aaHHHHIiiiHuuuuhhhhmmmmm listssssss okayyyyy I'll probably forget something, so can I just skip this? it's too vague for me to be correct/
Did you do this because you were bored and had nothing better to do? Yeah
Did you have fun doing this? Yeah
Should I stop asking these questions? Nah, keep going.