"After The Storm"
[Music || Monica, "Hurts The Most"]
Things sure have changed after a year. How could they not?

People change. There's no denying that. While I've gotten more independent, which I really like, my friends have fallen with the love bug. It's a double edge sword as I'm happy and envious at the same time.

I feel constantly tired lately because coming back here has been overwhelming. If I took a step back, being in the dorms was kind of a seclusion, granted I ignored the banging of my lovely neighbors Keisha and Rena and co. Being back in Los Angeles, sure enough, I've been greeted with rudeness. Likewise, I return the same lip service back.

People in general are just hella rude. There are few nice people.

And today I was reminded how horrible high school was. In "Mean Girls," Lindsay Lohan's character comments on how adults don't trust kids. It's true. Today, I wanted to stop by SGHS at lunch to say Hi to my former teacher. What did the narc and receptionist lady think I was? A gangsta? Anyway, both spoke in a condescending rude tone to me as if I was still a little kid who was a troublemaker. I politely asked a simple question and in return, I was met with a snappy, matter-of-fact "Absolutely not! Especially now." No wonder high schoolers hate school. I was taken back as in college, I've rarely met such rudeness. Maybe a few times but those were a-holes in general. People treat you like adults there.

Perhaps it has to do with those few trouble making deliquents, but that's generalizing the whole population of high schoolers. That sucks.

Well.. I'm kinda low, but I'm alright. Tomorow I'm going to make myself happy. That's all.