DejaQ wrote:
...but after a few months I decided that I was tired of their crude, often cruel sense of humor, and started sitting alone again, although I'd occasionally let other people sit at my table...
...I was excited because I a friend from middle school was in most of my classes, as well as the same lunch period with some other acquaintances. However, these other acquaintances are a bit too much like the people I sat with last year...
Sounds like my ninth and tenth grade lunch experience, down to the fact that you were introduced to the group through a middle school acquaintance. About 33 per-cent of the time in 9th and 10th grade I ate alone and the other 67% of the time I was part of group of kids who were obsessed with stinkbombs, projectiles, and over-masculinity. As with you, not my choice, but my social theory postulated that I had to accept what I had.
I considered many times going back alone and even threatened once in ninth grade... god, remembering this stuff, it actually sounds as if those were good times, though they weren't exactly...
Currently I'm in a group of either four or twenty - depending on what you constitute as a group: the people with whom you associate specifically or everyone surrounding you - formed out of some good social game playing back in the
first semester (link). It sometimes gets a bit scary, though, as I'm for all practical purposes the only guy in the group. It allows for some great analysis of behavior, though.