Observing a Snob

This morning i took the SAT's. Longest test in the world. It amazes me how CollegeBoard expects students to concentrate for so long. i felt extremely drained. I met a girl i used to be friendly with when i was a child. I came over to her and in a friendly manner asked her what is she up to, weather she remembers me and that sort. During breaks i got more into a conversation with her and everything about her screamed, "JAP!!!" Her pretty pink linen dress, her straightened hair, her squeaky voice, her money, her brains. I honestly didnt know she had any, but she is scoring for a merit scholarship. How do i know that? She was flaunting it in my face. She attends the "harvard" of girls high schools, that only the smart ones get into. Anyone i know from that school is a brat. They are all judgmental, superior and "normal." And you, yes you and me, we are weird. That's just the way it is. Now i thought i matured, i started feeling comfortable with myself, my own sense of fashion, ideas, personality. The fact that i am not exactly the "noamal" type (note the lack of "r" in the word normal), and that i dont obey society's expectations, dutifully. I am telling you that girl has no personality. She has like a robot inside her answering questions, or something. Why do i get so insecure around people like that? Every time i meet girls from that school, i squirm away, shrink into my shirt, want to run away. Anyway, i found out we are applying to the same seminary, which is our only choice. Yeppee!!! I literally cannot wait!!!