I was told, when I was younger, that I had to slow down and blend my performance into that of the rest of the class; I stuck out.

When I entered middle school, I didn’t know English so I was put in remedial classes for everything and generally sent to special education and ESL classes until I sorted my shit out.

When I was in high school, I got Cs and Bs, the very tippy top of the bell curve.

So I have no idea where the fuck I am. And it doesn’t matter.

The only thing that matters is that maybe if I get off my ass (I don’t) and do something about it (I can’t), I would be somebody (I won’t).

Ask yourself if assal horizontology is right for you.