First Day of the Last Year

For all the other schools who haven't started school yet, it would be first day in three days. And not everyone is excited. For those who are with the same people as classmates once again, it would pass like a joke. The vacation would just be an interval between to years of staying in the same school and same people. Just like that. But for those who happen to be with different classmates, I feel you. Of course, there could be no telling whether it would be a good or bad year but for me, my year always starts with xenophobia. I act all weird and scary (as described to me by some friends) towards those I never had the chance to be with before. They told me I was unapproachable and somehow snobbish though it seems obvious that I have nothing to be proud of. Thus, I am the best choice for the "arrogant" category when labeling. Because of this, I rarely make friends for the first few days. It even lasts for weeks. It's not that I don't like to be with my classmates but I also can't conceal the fact that I would rather be with people I know and trust.
I'd rather be called snobbish than be a relative of Tupperware (synthetic and plastic often termed directly as hypocrite) so I don't care where labeling takes my classmates. I do start to soften as the year progresses but I don't always get the chance to. Instead, I stay with my old friends and forget about making new ones. They won't last anyway. The thing is, for all those who can read this, which would be so little and perhaps even none, I just want to share the inside thoughts of someone who might seem a little different than the rest. I was hoping people would give us a chance to show our change in facing our fears (although a little involuntarily). As for me, I got used to it but improvement would surely be appreciated. However, I don't think everyone got used to it. Especially those who don't have their friends inside the same campus like I do. They just need a hand. A sign saying it would be safe to show a good side.
In three days, I would be going back to school. I'd be encountering new people and frankly, some of those would be people I wish I would never be forced to interact with. And I'd remain attached to those friends I always leaned on and always took care for me. In my head, I'd always be in my happy place even though I lurk around the areas strangers dominate. And of course, since this is my last year in QueSci, I'd like to make the most out of it.