Hey Everybody,

                  Recently I made the transition to Point Loma from San Marcos. And its been tough! You see, in San Marcos I had so many people that I could relate to. You know, friend wise. I had about 4 best friends , hundreds of people that I knew on a personal level (no exaggeration), and probably the coolest people you could ever meet in your life. But it just so happens that I moved to Chula Vista. And now, I go to High Tech High Media Arts. And may I add, VERY different from San Marcos. Because at San Marcos Middle School,  kids are just so laid back. Yeah there  happens to be a different fight every week, and yeah 75% of the entire school is ONE race, and yeah there are a whole bunch of different problems. But I LOVED IT. In just one year it became something I was so accustomed to.  And I didnt have a problem with anyone and  no one had a problem with me(at least I hope not!).Because there in San Marcos , I made friends that weren't just your normal middle school friends. They were friends that you'd hope to have a life long friendship with. And thats one reason why moving from my San Marcos to Chula Vista was such a hard thing to do.  Because now , I go to HTH. And thats a change some might not be ready for. Ya Know why? Because its a HUGE change! Every one here is so work oriented and cliques form very quickly. No one here has a perverted mind , no one here is romotley funny and everyone seems to think that I was held back a grade because I look much older than I really  am. Well, at least the people Ive been hanging out with. But Ive spotted some Lauren-Likes. Ive spotted the ones that have my sense of humor and my  sense of a joke. And Ive made friends with most of them, but it just doesnt feel right. You know what I mean?Now dont get me wrong Ive been through 3 VERY different demographics of middle schools. And if you dont know what I mean, allow me to explain.
My first middle school was David A Brown in Wildomar Temecula. Now Temecula is FULL of skaters and scene kids. All being mostly white . So thats what sixth grade was like for me. It was weird and no boy really ever liked me because I was different. I wasnt Vanilla. But Ive been called pretty a bunch of times , but no boy ever seemed to swarm me like they did my ex-best friend. Later that year I said my good byes and headed off to San Marcos. Wow was the first thing I said when I first entered San Marcos Now this might sound weird but I had never seen so many latinos in my life! Bu the truly weird part, is that I made friends with the people that were most different. And I think that was by best Middle school year. And Now, my 8th grade year comes to be at HTH. Its not even hallf through the year yet, and Im not feelin any different . But Ill be sure to tell you guys if something interesting happens=]]

                                                                Sincerley,
                                                           The New Comer