- Mar 7, 2007
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I've just recently moved to a new state after living in Missouri for 12 years. I've been homeschooled all my life except for one semester I spent in public school (fall of 2008).
Last semester I started public school again at the high school my mom graduated from (weiiiiird). It was really hard for me because I didn't know anyone and everyone had already seperated into groups. I ended up making a lot of friends but lunch was a nightmare. Not only did I have the busy lunch, but all the tables I wanted to sit at were full. I felt bad intruding on a table that had already been established. By the end of the first 9 weeks, I was eating lunch in a bathroom stall everyday. The worst part is... When I told my friends that I was doing that no one cared or showed any concern for the situation at all.
This semester is different because I sit at a table that's almost completely empty... But my "friends" still kind of ignore me. I'm tempted to go back to eating lunch in a bathroom stall.
I walk the halls knowing that very few people know my name. Very very few people who know my name know who I am... I hate going to school and feeling like no one really cares to get to know me. They're content with the friends that they've had since kindergarten. Even those who I was close to during last semester no longer acknowledge me.
Last semester I started public school again at the high school my mom graduated from (weiiiiird). It was really hard for me because I didn't know anyone and everyone had already seperated into groups. I ended up making a lot of friends but lunch was a nightmare. Not only did I have the busy lunch, but all the tables I wanted to sit at were full. I felt bad intruding on a table that had already been established. By the end of the first 9 weeks, I was eating lunch in a bathroom stall everyday. The worst part is... When I told my friends that I was doing that no one cared or showed any concern for the situation at all.
This semester is different because I sit at a table that's almost completely empty... But my "friends" still kind of ignore me. I'm tempted to go back to eating lunch in a bathroom stall.
I walk the halls knowing that very few people know my name. Very very few people who know my name know who I am... I hate going to school and feeling like no one really cares to get to know me. They're content with the friends that they've had since kindergarten. Even those who I was close to during last semester no longer acknowledge me.