So, ever since 11th started, it has been a roller coaster of emotions for me, just like 9th grade had been. Story time!
Since I was the only girl from my class to choose computer maths, I was stressed about socializing and forming good friendships in my new class. I mean, sure, I still had a lot of friends including my best friends in the commerce and biomaths classes, but I could meet them only during breaks. But when I entered my new 11th grade class, a girl, let's call her 'T', invited me to sit with her and talk. Since my best friend Riley knew her, I thought that I wouldn't have to be alone and have a good friend. But damn, I was so wrong. In less than a week, she showed her true colors - constantly belittling people, shouting at them, embarrassing me publicly by gossiping about people right in front of them, cringing us out using old fashioned jokes and overly conservative stuff, spitting foolish arguments etc. She eavesdrops on others' private convos and gets into arguments with every girl except me, every single person hates her, and because of her I started to isolate myself from my classmates (although they personally did like me) because I didn't want her to cringe them out. T follows me wherever I go so even when I try to have a good convo with my new classmates she intervenes rudely and drags me along with her. At last, I somehow broke out because I didn't want to exhaust my own mental health for yet another person. And life has been so good ever since. I ignored T, and though I feel bad because she's one of the usual targets for roasting and insults, I realized soon that I shouldn't have to feel so because I never bullied her or judged her. I was staying away for my own mental health and that should matter to me more than someone else's. Slowly I got closer to my other classmates and realized how genuine and good they are, unlike T(and how she portrayed them to be). I now have new friends among my classmates and feel much better.
