cliques

152 graduates walked onto our football field next to me the day of graduation, all of which I would consider my friends. It would be ridiculous to pretend that they were all my very good friends, however friends nonetheless. We didn't have much of an outcasted group. I could tell you the names of all 152 students in my graduating class, and I'd like to beleive they would be able to tell you mine. We of course had some that loved their weed, and some others that made their clarinets their bffs, but the majority of people didn't look down on anyone else for what they chose to do in their spare time. I'm not ignorant, there of course the couple students who felt the need to make themeselves feel better through others humility, but they didn't belong to a certain class and there certainly were only a few of them. Up until after I graduated I had never smoked weed a day in my life, but throughout high school nearly all of my good friends may have been considered "pot heads", while some others may have been looked at as "book worms" but never did any of them feel segregated from one another.

Chicago on the other hand is a different story, Columbia is a story in and of itself. I walk into the school everyday and feel like an outcast, I think maybe we all do. Every person here is pretty different from the next; film students, photography students, fashion students, tv students, etc. In theory the school does the segregating for us (or we to ourselves because we choose our majors). I still don't feel an animosity to other people for being within their own "clique", but I do feel as though I am different from the other students, and with everyone coming from different backgrounds (unlike in high school where we were all virtually the same) we are bound to feel different and sometimes like an outcast. I guess that's a part of life, it helps us grow and adapt to new things.