Good point, Choki, about bad or good 'first impressions'. We never have a second chance at one of those, but we do have the chance to change it, if people are willing to get to know us. For me, I've found the people I thought the worst of in the beginning turned out to be the best people in the end. Some of my best friends today are people I couldn't stand at the start.... but of course I would never tell them that! I suppose we should always seek the best in people FIRST.
Heya Q, there are always people out there who seem to find joy in making other people miserable. Over here in Australia it's called "Tall Poppy Syndrome", where people insist on cutting each other down, competeing, bullying and being hurtful just to make themselves supposedly look better. I'm so grateful that after High School, you can choose who you hang around with every day, and if you work with a jerk, you can file a complaint to your human resource department! Some adults STILL think they're in high school and they STILL bully, be cruel, chuck tantrums and form groups in the work place. ARG!
Riley... I know what you mean about tears! I started primary school without any that I can remember, but I remember dozens of kids curled up in the corners sobbing.. and I wanted so much to make them feel better. I remember reaching to one child in the playhouse in our classroom, my heart was breaking for him/her. We spend the first few years with our parents full time (or in daycare... which at least gets us ready for the same stuff in school), and then we're left with a bunch of strange people telling us what to do and how to do it. And they're not all Miss Sunshine's either... a lot of them are scowl faced grumps who hate their job... I hope I'll never be like that when I'm a teacher...
Along the hatred issue, I had an experience where I got the funny feeling that people had stopped talking to me and were giving me 'death' looks as I walked by. It was a terrible, dreadful feeling. I kept wondering what was going on. It seemed like it went on forever, but I think it only lasted a few days. Turns out a 'friend' of mine had told some 'popular' girls that I thought they were 'slutty and alcoholics and druggies'. Hmmm.... This was a friend I had drifted away from because I had joined another friendship group and she didn't like it. I guess that's why she said that about me. I remember the conversation I had with her which included me saying that I didn't think drinking alcohol was a good way to get popular. So after confronting a girl at my work about it so I could find out what was going on... I finally sorted it out and told them it was a lie.. People were going to beat me up about it! (As in PUNCH and such) Then they asked if they wanted me to have them beat up this girl who lied about me.. I said no. Today, her and I are friends again, and all is forgiven... the things we do as children are hard to explain, and often done using our emotions more than our heads..
High School! First day... I had grown over the holidays and did not fit any of my clothes, my hair was frizzy from a head perm, and I had terrible acne.
I kept to myself and prayed no one would notice me and make fun of me. Another girl who was a neighbor of mine got pushed around by some boys i didn't know and called a 'fat pig'. I was so scared they were going to start on me next. (NOt that I was fat.. I weighed 110 pounds when I was 13.. and I thought I was FAT. Sigh... to be that little now! Well.. 125-130 would be great!) A fun song about highschool is by the Barenakedladies called "Grade Nine".
But... eventually I found some friends who were nice to me, and who enjoyed the things I enjoyed. Our High School was a mixtured of 5 primary schools, and it was amazing to find in such a small town (I grew up in a town of 5000 people) there were so many kids my age I hadn't met yet. And they had heard of me too! I found I never made the effort to think about or persue things any more than what was necessary. Other people found it important to know EVERYTHING about everyone and anything. Talking to old friends lately has revieled to me... there was so much going on I had no idea about.
My final thought in this post is..... If you can make it through High School , you can make it through anything!