In primary school I was the girl that was nice to everyone, offered help to others, I bottled up my emotions, I excelled academically, I wasn't the slimmest or the prettiest girl, I wasn't confident, I had friends but I also had 'friends', I was bullied. But in high school things started to change for me; I became slimmer, prettier, confident but I also became guarded, don't get me wrong I was still well liked but only my close friends knew how to tell what I was really feeling. Whether it was the slight angle of my head, the way my mouth was set, the way I held my body or the change of colour in my eyes; ranging from light brown to black. I finished school (with one of the best marks in Australia for my HSC) and got a scholarship into the university I had wanted to go to. I knew exactly what I was going to do. I had since primary school, there I had gotten stares and whispers like, "there goes Andy Jones the freak who already knows what she's gonna do in and after uni" and, "ooh look there's Andy with the life plan." I didn't care I was happy that I knew what I was gonna do so I already knew what to do for electives and courses. In high school it was different; people respected me and looked up to me because I knew what I was gonna do and that was that. I had always thought that everyone else could fuck off cause I didn't give a shit about what they thought throughout primary and I still didn't through high school. I had planned my future and nothing nor anyone; was going to change that.
