When I talk to a lot of people on Vingle, I have a hard time pegging myself down to one specific location. I was born in New Jersey and lived there until I moved to California when I was 13. I've lived half of my life on either side of the coast, but it's hard for me to label myself as simply a 'Californian' or 'Jersey Girl'.
I know that I'm definitely not the only person on here that knows this feel. And if you're recently new to a different part of the country, I'm sure you're feeling a bunch of really different emotions!
Let me know if you guys know these feels.
You're excited to reinvent yourself.
Okay, maybe you're really bummed you'll be far away from all of your friends, but the idea of starting over again is a little exciting. No one knows you at your new school, so now is the time to create a cool, new image!
But then cafeteria anxiety punches you in the face.
Nothing is more awkward than your first day of lunch. You don't have a clique to hang out with, and you might be a little apprehensive to approach the people you recognize from previous classes. Be brave or end up spending lunch period finding some place to hide.
And your new school, well, it's a little different.
There's eight periods instead of six, or a 45-minute lunch instead of an hour. There's an art class all students take or everyone's a year behind you in Math. Singing the school anthem every morning is a little lame, but the cafeteria pizza is actually good! Choose your battles.
You have no indication of what's cool here.
Your last school was obsessed with hip-hop and lacrosse, but all the cool kids at your new school swear by surfing and indie rock. Your old friends used to hang out at the mall, but these kids hang out at the skatepark. You feel super clueless for, like, two months.
And the slang is definitely foreign.
'Dank'? 'Gnar-gnar'? 'A total derel'? If the context of these words didn't make sense, you'd have absolutely no idea what they mean. Now just wait until you start using them around your parents. Then the conversion's complete.
Meanwhile, your new friends are obsessed with your accent.
"Oh, you're from Texas? Say y'all. Okay, do it again." You never even thought you had an accent until you moved to a new town where everyone around you pronounces everything a little differently (or a little wrong, cough cough).
You call your friends back home every week... until you don't.
As you try to adjust to all the changes going on, your friends back home become your lifeline and sometimes the only way you can really vent about your day. However, the day will come where you need them less and less - but always remember to keep in touch!
You eventually learn the ropes.
After a fair amount of time, you begin feeling more comfortable. The slangs become natural, you discover fun hangouts, and your new friends aren't so bad either. You've done it, new kid. Now go out there - but don't forget where you came from!