I guess it's become "interesting" what it was like moving to the New Orleans area. I think I was already pretty mad. Suddenly, my mom stopped having us walk around as much and I gained weight and it was painful. I was already being taunted as a complainer. I pretty much said I knew I wouldn't like it, unless maybe we moved to the city and it turned out we didn't, like it was funny because it wasn't. So, I kept saying that because they didn't seem to understand and was pretty mad, too, though, though I don't remember exactly the nature of what I said nor what I would have to say. I don't think it's a big deal because I was just complaining based on how I felt. It was supposedly unpleasant. Anyway, we got there and I just felt really uncomfortable until I went to a public school. I went to a public school in 1st & 2nd, I mean kindergarten and 1st grade. That was the one time we lived in the city, like in a major city where the school was.
I always thought people should eventually feel sorry for me because I couldn't fix my life. I was fat, for the 1st time, had quit gymnastics and could not find a ballet school. I didn't have anywhere to "play." I did cross country in high school. In public schools in the area, I know they have track. So, it was really embarrassing. I wasn't really fat, but my face lost its profile. I was already getting fatter where I lived before and I thought it was because we stopped walking. I did tennis once a week, not sure we practiced a lot. I got fat the beginning of my 1st year of 5th grade, but it was so busy I got skinnier.