I Love it when the News is Bad

When I think of my friends from high school, I realise that not a lot of them really respected me. My name was constantly smeared across insults by some members of my group when I wasn't around. I never really accepted this little factoid until last night whilst talking to Claire. Not a lot of the people I hung out with liked me for who I was. The people who I do talk to after high school are few in numbers, and some of them are people I wasn't really that close with in the first place.

Even now I have some high school friends who I'm not completely comfortable being myself around, or opening up to--and this is the reason why I have two journals. One journal (my Livejournal) is strictly for keeping in touch with some friends, and, well, to post random, inconsequential stuff. This journal is to somewhat express myself; to let some friends get a glimpse of my inner workings. I've only told one high school friend about this trite. I've built up some sort of protective wall to shield myself from some high school friends and their comments. I wouldn't dare post an entry from this journal in my Livejournal.

University has definitely changed me. I wasn't afraid of being me, or what my friends thought. The idea of my friends talking behind my back has never blossomed, and will most likely stay dormant. It's a weird and welcoming feeling.

In other news, I had to drop that creative writing course I was admitted to; it caused too many conflicts with my engineering schedule. Boourns, as they say.