I feel majorly excluded

Hey Dennnnn,

The icky nightmare has finally ended and we’ve moved into our new apartment, aka, The Lexington Council. Doesn’t that sound totally fancy-pancy?? Honestly, we originally wanted to move into this purple shiny building that is called The Princess Manor, but I’m really starting to like the LC. The place is cute as pie. My room has these crazy, HUGE church-like windows and is almost blindingly bright and Megs has a smaller little room that is reminiscent of a tree house, which is obviously a good thing for the little one.

So, I know two things about our neighborhood in Brookyln. One, there are tons of Polish people around here and I really might have to become part of that social group given my predicament with #2. Which is, I am positively, categorically, without question, not cool enough to live here amongst the cool kids. I feel like I am in 7th grade again... That year I went to this new school and none of the girls liked me and I cried every night for one year and used the words "clique" and "exclusive" in almost every sentence. It is happening all over again!! I don’t know the bands, I don’t know the dress, and I don’t know the language. The other day I wore my white running shoes and Megan would not walk next to me. My own sister is excluding me. My friend Erica, who is pretty cool, keeps saying things are “epic,” so I dropped that word into a convo this morning when ordering a coffee and of course it was the absolute wrong use of the word and I sounded dorkier then ever. Also, I ordered a diet coke in a restaurant the other day and the waitress looked at me like I was a disgusting child molester. "WE ONLY HAVE NATURAL SODA," she barked back at me. And, this might be common knowledge but don't ask anybody if they carry Splenda. That seemingly harmless request is not received well. The kids just don't seem to like me here.

What to do?
Julia