High school drama is everywhere, just like oxygen to breathe, you can never escape it no matter what. Going back to college was the last thing I wanted to do, but I had my parents on my back. All I could think about was high school and how I wanted to be there instead of that prison. I would move on to bigger and better things in high school. Luckily, it was my last semester, so I would be released, leaving all of that in the past. I was hoping to get through this hell without any setbacks, but I must have cursed myself. Some of the mistakes I make I can forget, but this critical mistake could cost me my future. To this day, I still remember everything that happened. I always asked myself, “Why did I send this message?” » Frost, the only thing I saw out my bedroom window, kept me focused on my homework. Temperatures dropped so quickly that they dropped twenty-five degrees in an hour. The freezing temperatures reached minus fifteen at the end. Sunday night is for procrastinators to do their homework, and surprisingly, one of them is me. Suddenly the vibrations of the cell phone filled the room, it was one of my classmates. The photo message was uploaded for a few minutes and it read: "If you think this girl is aw****, s***, and ab****, pass it on." » I sat there in a moment of silence, mice roaming the walls. Being a college student, I didn't really put much into it. You don't think about your future, you think about the present moment. The message referenced an ex-girlfriend of mine, which prompted me to forward it without thinking. Making this decision left me shocked by what awaited me at school the next day. Falling into school the next day didn't make my day... middle of paper... a life. From that day on, I would learn to treat any girl with respect. Tall, skinny, emo, gay or whatever the type, I would always treat them equal to anyone else. I would never give them bad names, even if they were the biggest bitches ever. Calling girls names won't get you very far in life. Girls remember everything you say or call them. It's very different if you treat a guy with a bad reputation because you might just beat him up or just laugh about it. Usually, if a girl says something bad about me, I don't care and just keep walking. I put a smile on my face like it doesn't even hurt me, it always makes them angrier. Plus, I don't want to be known as the biggest asshole ever either. So I treat girls with more respect than anyone. The experience I had in elementary school will stay with me forever and I will pass it on to generations to come..