Going back to grade school after spending my last almost 6 years of life in college was certainly… Unique.
I’ll be the first to admit that I struggled to fit in with literal children.
They’re so easy to get along with when you’re a kid just like them, or when you’re an adult because they think you’re so cool.
But when you are also a kid but so radically different, they are just so-
-mean!
It hurts to admit but some insults can cut deep.
“Ur a wirdo Tabito”
“We dun wanna play wid a wirdo”
“U look like a gurl Tabito”
“U talk strange wirdo”
“I dun wanna be fwends wit a frendles wirdo”
Ruthless little shits huh.
Especially that last one, what does he know about friends? I bet I could be real good friends with his mom and take her to brok-
-Ahem-
Sorry
Anger got the better of me.
‘Calm down Ren, no need to throw down with a child’
To continue with this, “Status report”, my first year back in grade school has been…
Let's say less than ideal
My “peers” have ostracized me due to my more refined talking style, as in, not kid talking like they do. I know I said I wouldn’t stand out but I’m not going to try, and most likely fail, to talk like they do and stand out even more.
So while I don’t babble, I also try to restrict my rather large vernacular to a much more simple speech pattern.
“You guys are so mean”
“Fine, I didn’t wanna play with stupid meanies anyway”
As you can see I totally roasted them.
I’m pretty sure my appearance was one of the main factors of my outcast situation.
As of now I stand only slightly above the average height of the other kids, but I am noticeably paler than the rest of kids. Most likely due to me spending a frankly unhealthy amount of time in front of the tv ever since I could.
After the boredom I experienced as a baby, I spent every moment doing what I enjoyed doing.
Playing games and watching anime.
Or I guess now it’s just cartoons since I’m Japanese.
It’s highly likely that by spending a large amount of time in front of the TV and not outside like the other kids has caused an issue in me looking very pale, differing from the norm.
Stolen story; please report.
Along with that is my longer hair.
Kids don’t expect boys to have longer hair so they think I look like a girl because of my shoulder length hair and thin frame.
At the moment my hair is similar to the length of Sasuke’s during Boruto. Just without covering one eye.
Not that I look anything like Sasuke. I'm not that edgy. It was just the closest thing I could think of to compare the length and style of my hair to.
It’s not hard to have hair as long as mine currently when you’ve been letting it grow out for almost 7 years, though it hasn’t been growing as fast as it will when I’m near 20. My parents are pretty lax with any appearance requirements, though they can be pretty controlling in other areas.
If there was an anime MC I had to say I looked like in the face, it would probably be Naofumi from shield hero, but a smaller face and with blue eyes instead of green. And a lot less angry.
Only sometimes do I get angry, I’m a pretty chill guy I’d like to think. I look like he does when not mad. So a much softer looking face.
There are still some minor differences though so take my comparison with a grain of salt.
Also, being a child, my jawline is not pronounced at all and I still have quite a bit of baby fat on my face. Though I imagine it may get closer to that comparison as I get older.
Aside from the problems I’ve been having with my peers, School itself has been so easy it borders on being boring.
But I’ll be able to hold out. It’s not staring at ceilings for weeks total after all, and I lived through that.
I think that about sums it up for my grade school days. I'll probably do another one of these “mind logs” sometime between grade school and junior high.
Oh no…
I’ve just remembered puberty.
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Seems it’s time I do another check in. I am now 12 years old.
Amazing right.
It is now the 2004th year of our lord.
My time in grade school really flew by. Almost like a time skip or something
(...)
Well anyway. By this point I’m pretty confident in my Japanese speaking skills. Aside from some more advanced and technical language, I’m pretty much as skilled with it as I am with English, though I try not to show it.
As for writing, figuring out Hiragana and Katakana wasn’t as difficult as I thought it was going to be, I got it down pretty fast.
I mean, they were made for children after all.
And while Romaji was a tad confusing, I eventually got it down.
The Less said about Kanji the better.
I have a feeling that figuring out Kanji is something that is going to be an ongoing experience, for likely a very long time.
I have a feeling that from now on the only classes in school that will give me trouble will be Japanese language arts classes.
I have a very interesting idea for my future, that if it pans out, I may just piss myself from cackling so hard. Even though I promised myself I would never lose control of my bladder again after being a baby.
I’ll talk about my brilliant plan more in the future, but for now know that once I turn 14, I'll be doing my darndest to scout my neighborhood and help people out with odd jobs for whatever pittance I can scrounge up.
About my social life situation. I’ve gone from social outcast weirdo, to-
“Who”
Yeah, at this point most people probably have no clue who I am. Of course, I still talk with some people and the class leaders know who I am, but the other kids.
Not so much.
I was fine not playing with them when we were younger and now they’ve all formed their friend groups and cliques, which makes me pretty much just a loner.
Not that I mind
No social responsibilities is a very nice proposition to me.
So I’ll manage.
Updating on the state of entertainment.
In early 2001, the PS6 came out, and AR technologies were expanded on, so we’re getting closer to my dreams every year.
9/11 still happened by the way. I wasn't sure if it still would with the way things have changed, but it still did. The whole thing was once agin a worldwide tragedy.
Moving on from that super not fun topic, in 2003, something similar to the game system from ready player one came out.
It didn’t have the game from ready player one, but it was a massive step forward in VR tech now that teleportation wasn't the only way to move around due to room constraints, so game devs had to get a lot better at creating huge game spaces people could freely walk around in.
And in 2004
Oh 2004
The world first, fully developed, VRMMO game came out in Japan.
“Sekai Tensei Online”
Or World Reincarnation online in English.
It was the shittiest little MMO, but it was a VRMMO all the same.
I played it, of course I played it, I’m pretty sure this whole world revolves around whatever VRMMORPG comes out in the future like SAO does.
I played MMOs the most out of all games because they were fun and I wanted to get better at them for when the main one comes out, whatever it may be.
I wasn’t going to be reincarnated into an anime world with a main focus on a VRMMORPG-
-And be a fuckin’ nobody in it.
And I’m pretty sure at this point this is an anime world because there aren’t just technological differences, there are also physical ones.
Remember when I stopped noticing shitting and pissing myself as when I was a baby. Well I didn’t just stop noticing, I think I just mostly stopped going at all.
I think all throughout my life, after the baby stage, I have only gone to the bathroom a handful of times, and most of those were just to take a wizz.
This is so fucked up I’m going to stop thinking about it just like I did with the weird tech progression.
Moving on, I guess I could say I’ve been maintaining a healthy exercise routine.
Not too intensive, but not nothing.
A good bit of push ups, squats, and sit ups. Along with running to and from school.
There haven’t been any noticeable body changes , but I’ve noticed that I at least have some good stamina, which I think is enough to satisfy me.
Well that's all I can think of.
That all for post grade school Ren. See you next time.
In the meantime, I’ll be completing Junior high and
Ugh…
Puberty.