Thursday, August 15, 2013

Moving.

Moving means three things; new people, new town, new school. 

I've moved before, but I've never had to actually help pack and move stuff. I was always little when we moved. Now I'm seventeen, and I had to actually help with everything. In my old town, I knew everybody and I've grown up with them since kindergarten. Now I'm in a totally new place with a lot of new people .. that like to stare. Oklahoma is a pretty cool place so far, and it gets really really hot here. They say the summer's last longer, so I guess that's one good thing of moving here.

I'm not really a sociable person, I'm shy around new people. I get pretty awkward and I look down a lot. My mom said we're going to start school late, and because of that everyone's going to know I'm the new kid. Well, I think they'd know that anyway because I dress differently than everyone here and I don't have an accent. I'm scared. I feel lost here because I don't know anybody, or where anything is. I'm an outsider in their world. It's my senior year so I basically only have one year here, but I don't think that's enough time to make friendships that'll last. I don't think I have enough time to do anything. School has already started in some towns, and some hasn't started yet.

I hope I can find my place in this town, maybe watch a couple sunsets while I'm at it. I hope it won't be that hard, and I pray that I don't get thrown in a trash can at school. Or that I'll at least make one friend while I'm here. Wish me luck c: