I've never been a loner or anything like that.
I always had friends and was on good terms with most people in my class.
I was never too good at anything for anyone to envy and hate me. I was never so bad at anything that I got made fun of. I was special to nobody and nobody was special to me, except for that one summer a boy found me special, apparently. Maybe moving around so many times when I was young made me feel that the only people that are constant in my life were my parents.
Then I entered high school. If I had any passion at all at the time it was music, rock music specifically. Some time in middle school I got into listening to rock music, which wasn't common for the kids my age at that time in our culture. So it was just a personal hobby and interest, but interested enough that I wanted to get a guitar of my own and learn to play the songs I loved. It was a totally different experience from when I was forced to learn piano.
