We moved when I was just starting high school. So I transferred into a new high school after classes had already started. Everyone else pretty much had known each other since first grade or before. I spent the first few days at lunch time wandering the halls feeling all alone amongst a bunch of cliques of weird people. Then I ran into another guy wandering the halls. I asked him if he was new too. He said no, he had lived there all his life, gone to school with most of the kids all his life. I decided then that the weird people might be the two of us for not making more of an effort to reach out and become involved. Next lunch hour I joined a couple of clubs. By the time I graduated I was actively involved in a multitude of activities, had been chosen as a Boys State representative for the school, been a candidate for student body president, and selected by the yearbook staff as one of a handful of students for their Hall of Fame Seniors. Sometimes we need to "get" ourselves in order for others to "get" us.