Bus Thoughts

It so particular how society works. How high schools society works. Today I am attending a field trip with my library science class, which consists of me and about 2-3 more girls, and an Art 1 class to the MOCA museum in Los Angeles and the public library. Now of course I may exaggerate and seem completely full of myself, but being in high level classes all my life, I don't normally associate with the type of people in these classes. So I find them very annoying and almost intolerable to bare but here I am. I wonder why I allowed myself to come to such a experience but then I remember: I need to try new things and be in new environments. Currently I am surrounded by people I do not know at all. Not one of my friends or even people that I recognize. And this frightens me. A lot. But I need to learn how to deal with situations like this so why not start now? College is going to be a similar experience so might as well get used to it. I just hope my anxiety doesn't kick in. That would be awful.

I feel like a total outsider because technically in there eyes I am. I don't fit into there society. I know this may sound like a ton of bogus but it's true. Me, being a band geek and in none of there classes, makes me an outsider to them as well as me to them. There is a reason why band geeks stick together. All my friends are mostly people in band, with the exception of Luis and such. High school is lovely don't you think? Full of social classes and dirty looks. Haha I just realize I have a good friend who's a cheerleader. Ironic huh. Kinda reminds me of life don't ya think? I realize that I probably sound really pessimistic right now but isn't that what growing up is? Recognizing that the world isn't all safe and perfect as what it looked like as a child. So for those, and if anyone actually reads this, here are the experience of not only an ordinary girl but an outsider too. I suppose it has it's benefits but also it's detriments as well. I know this is totally unrelated but as I write this on the bus heading to the museum (or library I'm not quite sure st this point) there is this stupid girl singing at the top of her lungs so out of tune that I want to scratch her throat out. Maybe it's just the band instincts. Or maybe just because I want to. Or both. Yeah probably both. So time to plug in the ear buds and ignore the world. Music is life. Music is love. Music is everything. 

LA is so beautiful. People see it as a city full of crime and ugly buildings but I see it as opportunity and beauty. Those old cracked buildings? They were once beautiful and now hold history. Those people? Just trying to make a living. I mean to those who haven't walked down the streets of LA, it is an experience you need to try. I gaze up at the buildings. I think of how many people are in the building with so many different lives. I try to imagine how there life would be. If that man has daughters or sons. Where her went to high school. What's his favorite holiday? Is her mother still alive? It's an endless list of possibilities. (I wonder where my dad is. He works in LA as a truck driver so I wonder if I'll see him) this bus ride is taking forever. And the girl is still singing. Crap. 

Library side entrance

So after entering the library, which was filled with homeless people, and after I got a speech from a hobo stating that his name was Gregory from Alaska and he is going to take office after Obama in 2017 where he will eliminate money because that is violating our got given right of equality stated in the constitution, we took a tour where the guide took us to a specific place where teens and only teens can go, so men like Gregory can not enter, and we can basically do whatever we'd like. Free wifi and unlimited supplies of books. Sweet. After that we walked to the MOCA museum and got into groups where two tour guides took us to talk about the art that was displayed. One of my guides was named Jorge and spoke with a Mexican accent. He was completely adorable! He had so many ideas and inspirations that he wanted to share. I had a very good experience at the museum and would gladly go back to visit. The art is amazing and abstract. 

Yeah that'me me on the side. Woops

I completely love this

So over all I had a good time. At first it was completely horrible but being alone and in a new environment wasn't that bad as i thought. But still nerve raking. I discovered new perspective of thinking and observed more of what was around me. So I kind of learned street skills, in the most basic explanation I can give. Hooray for new experiences. Hopefully then next isn't so unplesent at first.
-Natalie ☾

New song that has been on my mind for a while :)