Society is pretty messed up these days. People in schools being seperated into different groups. Groups like the nerds, the jocks, the cheerleaders, the goths, the sluts, the trailer trash. Hard to cope with the days when you're commonly picked up as one of those, instead of as an equal. Does everyone place people into groups, and treat them as lesser beings? No. No, I've met some very kind people who don't care that I'm younger or like fantasy. And then I've met people who like to poke fun because I read for a hobby.
There's nation-wide skepticism of foreigners as well, ever since 9-11. That makes a person damn uncomfortable. Not everyone is a suicide bomber...yet some people still treat others as less, or a threat. Something like that.
Moving back to school, because that's the one I have most experience with, kids around the states are afraid to go to school because they're being picked on so much. Because they don't look the same weight-wise, color-wise, don't dress in the "popular" clothing, have different hobbies, different religions, etc. The list goes on.
One of the reasons I believe people pick on others is because they're so insecure about themselves. Really, now. Big, strong, machismo people messing with others...why do they need to prove that they're more intimidating than that poor skinny guy with the mullet? Is it because that skinny guy is so happy, and the big guy is so unsatisfied?
Some people are just born mean. Frickin....mean. They will punch anyone and everyone who gets in their way because they don't like anyone. If something is not obvious to make fun of you about, they will find something, anything, just to suit their antagonistic nature.
It's sad to see that people are too ashamed to talk to or hang out with someone who is socially an outcast, let alone go out with them. God forbid that person had any feelings for the guy sitting at a table all by himself.
I was upset the other day, many days in fact, and I would sit off to the corner of the hall, or the lunchroom, something like that...and think to myself. And it kind of suprised me that so many people who claimed to be my friends in the classroom, suddenly became too popular, too important to stop and ask if anything was wrong.
The world grows more inconsiderate towards those that really need help, each and every day. There are still polite people, sure, who will open the door for you, offer to help with things...but most people will walk right past, let the door slam behind them and in front of you, and will splash you in the puddle.
I miss the days when I knew everyone. And I was friends with most people, and those that I wasn't friends with at least showed some common courtesy. But welcome to the new world, huh?
Or maybe just an advanced version of the old world. 'cuz people still can't accept the fact that someone might not be "perfect", as they must be, themselves. But a lot of people wear masks. They come in and act in a way that makes them something they want everyone else to see them for. Cool, or calm, or funny. Pain doesn't come out in the open for some people, so they hold it in and let others stay ignorant to the fact that they're mortal. They hurt. They make mistakes. And a lot of times it works, and people can't tell the difference. So society continues to hurt people on the outside, while people hurt on the inside. Things are really...really...messed up.
