Nothing much happened today. Big math test tomorrow.
Yesterday, my friend S.B. and I had a chat on the phone. We hadn’t talked in forever.
We chatted about ourselves, our families, and other people at school. So many of the people at my school changed since I first met them. Well, at least, the preps did. Like this one girl, T. She was one of the better preps back in seventh grade. But in eigth grade, she came in looking so ruined! S.B. said she was on drugs or something. She wore mismatched socks and all of this bright clothing that she never would’ve worn in seventh grade. Her hair was all cut up like she stuck her head in a ceiling fan or something. And she acted as if she didn’t care much about herself, since she would let her sweaters hang down and reveal her bra straps or whatever.
Now that I think about it, bra straps hanging out isn’t uncommon around this area, but you would’ve thought that the teachers would’ve said something. After all, there is a strict school policy against revealing your bare shoulders in school or wearing clothing that your undergarments poke out of. But noooo. I guess her teachers believed she was a perfect little angel and left her alone.
Anyway, that was her change between seventh and eigth grade. I don’t know how she is now, and I don’t WANT to know.
Then there was this other girl who was in the same drama class as T, S.B, and I. She was T’s best buddy, and the two were practically inseparable. This girl looked way better than T, but she, too, wore strange clothing similar to T’s. This girl was S.B.’s friend, and she seemed perfectly amiable in the eigth grade. But then S.B. told me over the phone that the girl got drunk and went crazy this summer. I was like, “WHAAAAA? Did you see her do that?”
“No, but that’s what I heard. I forgot who told me, though,” S.B. replied.
So it was just a rumor. But I didn’t find it hard to imagine that girl getting drunk. Even though she was nice and friendly and all, I always thought that she had a bad side somewhere in there. Maybe it was her clothing that said it all.
But the bottom line is, people can change pretty quickly. What I wonder is what causes these people to change. My old I’m-Proud-To-Be-Drug-Free mentor says it’s all about peer pressure or family problems, but maybe there’s more to that. Isn’t there like, a whole bunch of people out there trying to figure out how teen minds work and what makes them take such abrupt changes? Yeah, there probably is. They better be publishing their books soon. Apparently, not all of this, “No drugs! No alcohol! No smoking!” hype that the teachers are working up is getting to the students.
Gah! I’ve gotta play piano now. And I’m waaaay behind on my Chinese. And I haven’t finished chapter 1 of my novel yet! And the math! *Shuts down computer and runs away*
