The definition of deviant according a dictionary I found on the internet which we all know is always reliable, is “a person or thing that deviates or departs markedly from the accepted norm”. In my current life, deviant is defined by a current group of people in my life that tend to deviate from the acceptable behavior of society. Well at least when out in public. We are a group of 10 rather witty, sarcastic ladies, with the a few cynics and pessimists with a little touch of innocence thrown in there. Our conversations often filled with hilarity and perversion are not things that I would openly admit to people that I wish to continue to think me intelligent and witty.
These ladies and I have somehow in the last year managed to exchange numbers, Facebook information and booze mouth to mouth openly and without regret. So far we have seen some of us puke our guts out, make out in parking lots and roll down hills. We often threaten throat punches and deter from school work for the sake of the joke at a mutants expense. Now before your panties get knotted when I say mutant I refer to anyone that we do not care for, not for anyone who may look or act wierd. For Fucksakes WE LOOK AND ACT WEIRD! But I digress, as someone who entered her educational path thinking “No fucking way am I going to make friends to make friends”. I am not too upset at this failure, it has spurned some of the most hilarious conversations and events of my life. Like the Alabama Tuna Melt. Google that shit, I dare ya. Or the conversations surround the various body parts of the members.
As this group of deviants we have had a tumultuous year. When it began we were all in our own batch of fresh hell that life had dished out to us and was currently trying to fix it individually. Whether it being financial or personal or something we felt to be world shaking, end all of crap situations. And this past year has shown us that we didn’t have to do deal alone and and also that where it all “started” so to speak, wasn’t actually the hardest things were going to get. Or the happiest for that matter. Throughout this year we have seen a messy break up, rumours coming out the ass about certain members, in house fights and unfriendings, only to be friends once again after the dust settled. There’s been new relationships that lasted, engagements and a rehab visit. All for the betterment of the people involved. I have seen who are the friends and who are the passer-bys.
This year haas been a long and hard year for all of us. And not all of us are where we thought we would be. But the point of this whole thing is any that we are all still here and breathing. And in the current light of everyone who has been saddened by tragedy of loss. Whether personal or in the media that says a lot. I’ve always said the school we attend was there for the ones who wanted to use their second chance wisely, so if you’re here. Celebrate it.
Forever teaching you how to not live your life

Mz. R. E.