{"id":188,"date":"2011-09-15T19:54:14","date_gmt":"2011-09-16T01:54:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.isonn.com\/searcylionpress\/?p=188"},"modified":"2011-10-11T09:17:36","modified_gmt":"2011-10-11T15:17:36","slug":"new-people-new-influences-shape-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/?p=188","title":{"rendered":"New people, new Influences shape life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Freshman year was supposed to be my year to find myself, but I did the opposite. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t find myself at all. \u00a0I went deeper and deeper into my dark hole of loneliness. \u00a0I had very few friends, who I personally didn&#8217;t like too well. \u00a0I felt alone and as if no one understood me. During the summer, I decided to do something about the problem for a change.<\/p>\n<p>I started \u00a0doing different activities such as: Habitat for Humanity, volunteering at the Humane Society, and the hospital. I didn&#8217;t realize that so many other teens in White County do those things until I went. I met so many new people and became more of a happier person. I still had my old friends, but it was a nice change just to take a break.<\/p>\n<p>Sophomore year has been different compared to freshman year. I feel fresh and new. I&#8217;m meeting new people every day. I have no classes with my old friends and it may sound bad, but I love it! It&#8217;s so great just to be with a different crowd everyone once in a while. I even think people are noticing my change. I dress different and I smile more than I have in a while. My classes are wonderful, too. I think if I keep this up, by the time I graduate, I will be a happy person. And I have never been the definition of happy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Freshman year was supposed to be my year to find myself, but I did the opposite. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t find myself at all. \u00a0I went deeper and deeper into my dark hole of loneliness. \u00a0I had very few friends, who I personally didn&#8217;t like too well. \u00a0I felt alone and as [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":18,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-188","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-opinion-and-blogs"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/18"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=188"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1646,"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188\/revisions\/1646"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/searcylionpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}