I said a little bit about my old church in my big reunion with my blog, but only that I didn't feel like I belonged that much. And it's true; I didn't feel like I belonged. I made an effort to make friends, but in the end, I think that was what drove them away. I was the intruder in their little circle of friends - the party crasher, if you will. They didn't like me, they only tolerated me.
Now, you may be thinking, 'Well how do you know they didn't like you?' Allow me to give you an example. A few years back, me and the rest of the youth group went on a road trip to California. When we got to the dorms where we would be spending the night that week, we were told to pair up two to a room. Everyone immediately paired up and I was left all by my lonesome. And then of course one of the chaperones gives me this look of pity and says, "Do you want to share a room with me?"
Great. Just what every teen wants. Because that doesn't say, "I'm such a loser that only the adults want to share a room with me." at all.
Finally, two of the other teens took pity on me as well and said that I could stay with them. They dragged a mattress from an empty room land set it up in their room, but in the end it didn't matter; one of the girls just ended up sharing a bed with the other girl, so I ended up sleeping in a real bed after all.
I've mentioned before that I don't like being pitied. In fact, I downright loath it. The only thing I dislike more than being pitied is being lied to. Thankfully, nobody lied to me then. They mostly ignored me except when they were pitying me. So you can imagine the wonderful time I had. Being A.D.D. and a social tomboy, being ignored hurts. Oh well, at least Six Flags was fun.
There were only two people at that church who talked to me because they were interested in what I had to say. First was Drew, who is an awesome guy and also goes to the swing dances. He wants to be a voice actor, and has a good chance of achieving this goal. He's made of win, and I appreciate him actually wanting to be friends with me.
The second one was Grace. She's a really nice girl, and she reminds me a bit of me when I was her age – just looking for someone to listen to her and to have a good time with. She bought a pair of earrings that I made once. First and only sale I've ever made. I feel bad for leaving her to the vices of the teens at Sun Valley, but I really do like my new church.
~The Crazy Hyper Teen=3
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