Break from studying

OMFG I SOOO needed a break from studying for my M110 computer proficiency test. I've been studying for nearly 7 hours straight, and my head was experiencing that compressed feeling which I get whenever I feel stressed. Blogging's the PERFECT form of relaxation for me.
Hm... what to blog about today...?
I know! Fayettevilleee
the city I grew up in.
As I was growing up, I never really thought of Fayetteville as a bad place to live in. From what I was told by my friends who were less fortunate, I lived in a safer and cleaner neighborhood than they did where there was much less crime. I had barely any problems making friends and was the top of my class beginning in elementary school. Elementary school was a great place for me. Middle school sure was not. That was where I realized how corrupted half of the city was. The children were pretty bad kids that didn't care much about school. I still managed to make friends who are now like brothers and sisters to me (Megan, Nicole, Jenny, Tia, Jeremy, and a few others). We literally grew up around each other and experienced similar situations at Byrd.
It wasn't until I left Fayetteville did I realize how much I was missing out on. Fayetteville wasn't a great place to live in; in fact, it was ranked the 3rd worst city to raise a family due to its crime rate.
I had many things stolen from me in school. I also had many rude things said about me in school when I never disrespected anybody. This comes with being in school, but when you see your family members being made fun of by GROWN ADULTS, how does that make you feel? Yes, they were racial slurs. I learned to take it in and tolerate it. My father and brother knew how to make these people shut up and listen.
I regretted not obeying my dad when he told me I should have waited before finding boyfriends. I dated someone absolutely horrible for me in high school. He was a selfish person who didn't know the meaning of "no" or "too much". I never did anything wrong to him, yet nothing I ever did was enough for this self-absorbed jerk. One bad relationship came after another, to where my second boyfriend merely pretended to understand me as a person until I left for college. After hearing from my best friends about the things that he said to them after my breakup, I was shocked to have ever dated a guy that I thought would have never acted so disrespectful and ignorant. Whether it was merely that person's stupidity or the fact that I really was being targeted emotionally, it was clear to me that not many people are worth keeping in touch with when all they ever did was take advantage of you.
I'm really glad I left Fayetteville.
For those who are fortunate enough to make it to a different city, be it Charlotte, Chapel Hill, or Raleigh, or even out of state, I applaud you. Life can only get better for you from here.