My Misjudgment At Tesoro High School

We learn to make friendships as young as 3 years old, it just becomes pure instinct as we become older. As humans, we need love and belonging, its one of the basic rules for survival in Maslow’s hierarchy. but it is not that easy, one of the mistakes we make as humans are our judgments; we judge things right away without even thinking about it.we all progress at different rates for many different reasons and judgment, especially misjudgment can affect our outlook; it affected mine.

Tesoro High school is full of shy, rambunctious, friendly, and anxiety-ridden students. It was the second and last semester of attending Tesoro and I already had a set group of friends in my AP psychology class. So I was not looking for any new people, but I did
I thought it was weird that she was talking to me because she seemed so popular and before, my observations led me to believe that she was entitled and only cared about how she looked. I felt somewhat bad because I did not know her personally but I didn't lose any sleep over the thought of judging her. I returned to my seat to packed up all my pencils and papers to head to a tutorial class. But throughout the eight-hour school day, I realized we had classes right next to each other which was odd because you usually recognize the people that you are surrounded by, we were after all 2 months away from graduating. It was exceptionally hot on that Tuesday evening and I decided to stand outside of my class early, to avoid the boiling sun that was trying to turn me 10 shades tanner. As I walked into the cool 60-degree air conditioned historically painted history hall, it seemed that Becca and I had similar thoughts because she was standing about 10 feet away from me in front of her history class. She approached me and asked "What kind of art style do you like" I replied with "contemporary, abstract," and we just hit it off, I thought it was sweet that she started a conversation with me. Since that first Hi and art