Time to Go Home

Since coming to grad school, I think I have become an incredible bitch. I'm going back to my high-school mean-girl ways. I talk about people behind their backs and are nice to their face. I don't have the guts to tell them to leave me alone, so I am just not nice. I stand idly by, I think. I don't like that. I want to go back to the happy, nice (I hope) person that I was this summer. I don't want to feel so hard and judgmental. I don't think going home will help that, though, since I don't have that many Pomona people around to temper that behavior. I'm generally a very disciplined person, but I can't get out of this habit.