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I moved schools in the middle of my freshmen year, my art teacher told me to try out for the local art school, and I got in. Let me just say It was a culture shock. There were the most flamboyant gay men, and girls hitting on me, something you don’t see at a catholic school. My first day I thought my soon to be best friend was weird, and frankly scary. I felt so out of place. But my soon to be best friend, *Mona, took me aside and made me feel convertible. I then took time to get to know her, and she is still my best friend. In fact she is the only person from freshmen year I still talk too.
I moved schools in the middle of my freshmen year, my art teacher told me to try out for the local art school, and I got in. Let me just say It was a culture shock. There were the most flamboyant gay men, and girls hitting on me, something you don’t see at a catholic school. My first day I thought my soon to be best friend was weird, and frankly scary. I felt so out of place. But my soon to be best friend, *Mona, took me aside and made me feel convertible. I then took time to get to know her, and she is still my best friend. In fact she is the only person from freshmen year I still talk too.
Moral: Get to know people that weird kid could be your best friend.
Mona if your reading I love you!
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