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FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL GAH STRESSFULNESS
High school is terrifying. It’s this completely odd combination of scary new classes on a new campus and people who are actually over 18 in my classes and kids being busted for drugs practically every day and strictness and construction and noise…
And kids who were in my kindergarten class who I haven’t seen in years suddenly popping up at lunch and hugging me and the wonderful feeling of being home.
You know, it’s funny- for all that moving around I’ve done, I still managed to spend nearly all of elementary school in the same place.
So, I’m in Spanish, PE, AP Bio, Orchestra, Honors English 9, Algebra 2, and Journalism. Spanish is pretty easy. In PE the teacher has shown up, taken attendance, left, and returned to dismiss the class an hour later for the last week. AP Bio is AMAZING; I’m actually learning things! But everyone in that class is a senior and now they know I’m a freshman because the teacher shouted it, which was utterly embarrassing. English sucks, but I’ll try to get out of it; Algebra is pretty easy, but the other classes are full and I think I need an easy class to counteract Bio. Journalism is awesome; it’s nearly a club instead of the class, and it’s so much fun.
On another subject, a boy who was in my kindergarten and first grade classes attempted to mug me over the summer, and has since turned up in my PE class, which is… awkward.
Anyway. I love it already. But high school is scary.
That seems like quite an interesting campus.
I start on Thursday. My Mom (who’s a teacher) and my little sister don’t start until after labour day. Ah, the benefits of Catholic school.
School starts on Thursday. I went to orientation today and just got back. Our middle school is grades 6 to 8, so I will be the *shudders* Oldest. The pros are that you get to treat the younger students like kittens (“Oh my gosh its so cute i want one can i pet it”) and you get to be a senior band member and be all cool and play multiple instruments and stuff. The cons: Everyone expects you to know what you’re doing.
I have two unconfirmed (read: inexperienced) teachers this year, but for the first month we’ll have a sub who’s an actual teacher!
I DON’T HAVE PROFESSOR UMBRIDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I start at Hogwarts tomorrow. I’m feeling very nervous.
Enjoy it.
So tomorrow is the 6th day of 11th Grade (today, when you read this).
And so far it’s going OK
AP Econ, AP Gov, a Indepented Computer Science class, British Lit Honors, Precalculus Honors*, AP Chem, AP Calc*. Yeah.
*If you want to know why I’m in both of these, ask.
Why are you in both of those?
I am starting high school in less than a week at the place I have wanted to go pretty much all my life (My parents went there, so I went to a lot of alumni meetings) Middle school was horrible beyond measure, but now it seems I will be going to a school I actually like. I can’t wait.
So apparently I got the worst Social Studies teacher possible, according to my friend’s sister. She says nearly everyone who had him went to the counselor to request a schedule change or try and get him fired.
Between him and the trio of Terribleness, I’m going to be in the counselor’s office more often than I’m in class.
Maybe. What is it that people dislike about him? Some of my favorite teachers caused nightmares for other students. (And no, that wasn’t the reason I liked them, merely a bonus.)
They didn’t say. I’ve had teachers like that too, but the people she was creating nightmares for definitely deserved it.
once school starts I’ll let everyone know how it went.
Mmm. My very most favourite teacher ever (His favourite book is the Silmarillion, he likes Douglas Adams, he does NaNoWriMo, and he has the epicest beard of all time. And that’s not even the half of it.) is hated by a lot of students.
Especially true if you like their subject and most people don’t. Very few of the math teachers at my school are well liked, and if they are it’s because they let people mess around in class instead of work. Of course, that last part applies to a lot of subjects.
SO. TIRED.
But I had to lug around a backpack and (ironically) my locker shelf and all the binders that wouldn’t fit in with my BRAND NEW algebra textbook.
NO. LOCKERS.
VIDEO. WOMBAT.
Arrgh. So first day of school, instead of getting lockers and locks in 4th period homeroom we got to watch a video on school expectations and guidelines and stuff. It said “No dangerous instruments.” Which means I can’t be in band.
I SAW PAPERCLIP I THINK HE SAW ME *SQUEE*
Okay that last bit should go on the R+R thread, but I’ll just leave it here if nobody minds because I have to get off soon.
So… Hogwarts. I like it. All of my teachers are nice, and I really like the chorus teacher (which is good, because it’s an arts school and I’m a chorus major). I had a really good day. And now I’m not nervous anymore.
Project: Witch in Muggle school system
Week 1
Suceess.
Log
MIDDLE SCHOOL!
I failed at trying to pretend I don’t still like Bacon who, when I go to class, is always in my view. I don’t even try. His locker is next to my best friend’s locker, which I found out today. AND I CAN STARE AT HIM FOR 60 SPREAD OUT MINUTES A DAY BECAUSE HE”S IN NONE OF MY CLASSES!
Okay, so this is a direct quote from my friend about the teacher (I’ll call him Watson):
“He doesn’t teach you anything, but tests you on it.
The result being the average test score for smart kids in his class was about 70%.”
I like to think of myself as being a pretty smart kid. Now, I know this doesn’t mean he’s not a great guy and really nice, but like my mom said, sometimes great friends don’t make great teachers. I suppose I’ll just have to wait and see…
Research the material yourself.
It helps if he’s teaching something your parents do / know.
Good luck!
Freshman Year, Week 3:
School is weird. There are druggies in theater class, we share the gym and field with ROTC during Wellness, English Honors is boring and full of jerks, and the concert band directors love me. The other clarinetists practically worship me, most of the people in EH dislike me, and Theater is just weird but I do know of two people who have openly declared how much they hate me, one of whom is a senior. Block schedule makes things easier though, and I have no homework to speak of, although my mother is making me self-study math this semester.
School is good. I like all of my classes except one, and the homework level is quite tolerable. Except for a tiny bit of drama, everything is going swimmingly.
I start 10th grade on September 7th … it seems like it will be pretty much the same as last year. Except this year I don’t have to take College and Career Planning, so I can take World History.
And I have to share a locker again, but I don’t use my locker much anyway.
I’m starting school September 6. And I got put into a class with all the popular kids. So naturally, there will be too much drama this year. Oh well
I got my schedule a few days ago. I’m in only a few classes with my friends, but it’s not a huge deal. They forgot to mention lunch though! *indignation* I don’t know when lunchtime is! It’s the most important part of the day! I have Algebra I and French II, so I have to take chorus. (No, this doesn’t make any sense to me, either.) We’re starting at 7:30 again. *massive sigh* I have trouble getting up that early. I hope I’m not late too much, because otherwise I’ll be getting a detention. (I know, I’m pathetic.) We’re actually going to have lockers this year, because it is a high school. At least I don’t have to deal with scary seniors, just scary freshman, who aren’t actually that scary.
School starts on August 30, which is, in fact, a Tuesday. So we go to school for four days, have a three day weekend, and then go to school for four more days. I wish they had just waited until after Labor Day.
So, first week of high school… It’s kind of weird because there aren’t those huge masses of “popular” kids anymore, the school is so big I either can’t see them or they don’t exist anymore. Which I think is a good thing. And lunch is only 30 or 40 minutes long and brunch ( or “locker break”)is only 7 minutes long, so there really isn’t any time to talk to people… And like always, I didn’t go to the dance last night…
Lunch is only 30 to 40 minutes long? At my high school we have 30 minutes and at middle school they had 15.
At my school, we have an hour.
I’m pretty sure I know who wins this round.
*eats ZNZ’s school*
We have half an hour.
Our lunch period is 1.5 hours long- 1 hour of classes and half an hour of lunch.
Sometimes you have lunch in the middle of class.
Our cafeteria is on the 1st floor- and some classes are on the 5th floor.
I think I know who loses this round.
Fifteen?!?! In my middle school, lunch is 28 minutes.
Why so exact?
What?
What I mean is, why 28 minutes and not half an hour?
Well, usually the breaks between classes are 5 minutes each, but the break after lunch is 7 minutes.
Wow, that’s short, at my middle school the brunches were 15 minutes and the lunches were 50 minutes…
my comment here a few days ago must have gotten eaten but brunch?! WHAT IS THIS I DON’T EVEN
Last year we had 20, but we had a recess too, so it was good. How did you eat so fast?!
We had recess as well, and if someone wasn’t finished eating they could always skip part of recess. That’s only if you had lunch in the first half though. If you didn’t, and I did not a lot of years, then you learned to either be a fast eater or go on less food.
Forcing kids to eat fast? Way to encourage healthy eating habits….
But if they allowed kids to eat at a reasonable pace, they would lose preparation time for standardized testing.
I have 45 minutes for lunch in high school, but about a third of that is spent switching books/in meetings. Then getting & making lunch takes 5-10 minutes.
Yeah, I had 30 for lunch and playground put together, but we weren’t allowed out until everyone was done, so if you don’t want to choke you get yelled at by everyone.
(this is fun, I’m typing from my cousin’s iPad)
Well, it adds to class times, so we learned more…
We also have to be at school at 7:20
Last year my bus came at 6:30. I hate waking up early
Ai-yi-yi-yi.
I could draw a stark contrast with the way things are done at Muse Academy, if I were so minded.
In the Recents Comments, that looked like “I could draw a stalker contest with the way wings are done at Muse Academy.” Not that it makes much sense, but just saying.
I could change it to say “sharp contrast,” but you’d probably read that as “shark contrast” and be just as confused.
We had 5 hours last year… it’s a long story.
And a long lunch.
I’d like to hear this story, please.
Me, too.
I would transfer there if I could. My school has about a billion things that make it less pleasant. Every time I walk into the cafeteria, I think, If I were at MA right now, there would be actual food and I wouldn’t be choking on the fumes of slightly edible toxic waste.
So I officially go to MA. Stonewall High* is just a cover story.
*The school the Dursleys would have sent Harry to if he hadn’t gone to Hogwarts instead
Off-subject: What would have happened if somehow the Dursleys had prevented Harry from going to Hogwarts and he had enrolled at Stonewall as planned?
Well, I haven’t read the books in a while but… probably he would have spent a year or so there, while his magic talents kept forcing their way out uncontrollably, until Dumbledore or the Ministry intervened and got him transferred to Hogwarts, by force if necessary.
The hurricane seemed really mild at our house, but a tree by my friend’s house lost a huge branch (this is a very large, old tree, and the branch was almost half of it) and it fell on two of their cars and totaled them. What’s really scary is that the tree just barely missed their house. It pulled down the electrical wires attached to it, which were sticking out a bit. Also, their cat was sitting on top of the car when the branch fell, and they don’t know what happened to him–they’re hoping he was scared of the branch and ran away, but it’s very possible he was trapped. He’s really old and can’t move too fast. They can’t touch the tree because of the live wire, so nobody knows yet. Anyway, we’re all hoping he’ll come home unharmed.
Oh cake. I must have hit the back button by accident, somehow. This was supposed to be posted on the Random Thread. Sorry.
First day of high school was today…
Honestly, it wasn’t all that different from middle school. As in, yes, there were older kids and the campus is nicer and we have more responsibility in some areas, but for the most part it feels…the same. I can’t really explain it, but I guess I was expecting there to be some sort of “high school vibe” that would overtake me the minute I walked into those doors, and nope, not too unexpectedly, that didn’t happen.
Same old same old me.
However, most of the major changes that I’ve noticed so far are positive – the technology, for one thing, is light years better then in my middle school, it’s nicer to have a bigger grade, I think, and I like that we don’t have to go to assigned places for study halls, which were a major annoyance in middle school. Here it’s just like “heck’s yeah go wherever you want” sort of thing, which is definitely a plus. Also, having a locker in the hallway. SO MUCH BETTER THEN IN A CLASSROOM. I can’t tell much from my teachers yet, though – some of them are good and the rest seem pretty average, except for my Spanish teacher, who scares me a bit. :/ We’ll see about her, though.
THERE IS A KID NAMED RORY IN MY ALGEBRA CLASS. I MAY HAVE TO MARRY HIM.
First day of high school was yesterday. Everything was crazy. Everybody was figuring stuff out, everyone (including the staff!) was new, no one knew what to do, stuff was just fairly messed up. My classes are a reasonable size. This was something I was worried about, since there’s so many more kids now. But it’s mostly around 15-19 kids. (Some bigger, some smaller.) My locker is very useful. I couldn’t unlock it at first though. Actually, no one could, so we just sat around like idiots until a teacher came over and helped a couple of kids, and they helped more kids. My locker is very awkward to get into, because of course I’m on the floor underneath a very tall boy who I don’t know, and of course he keeps getting in my way, and of course I’m also next to
a) a popular kid; thus attracting swarms;
b) my friend’s ex-best-friend-slash-arch-enemy. Actually it’s really funny, I’m also in academy with her and my friend’s ex-boyfriend.
General opinion of my classes:
Algebra: Finally! My Algebra class is really nice; I know the teacher (I had her last year in prealgebra) and she’s awesome. She’s one of those teachers that keeps things under control and you have no idea how she does it–she hardly ever has to reprimand people, even troublemakers. Like Snape, only it’s not because she’s scary. I appreciate that; it’s one of the most annoying things about school. She really moves stuff along, which some people might hate but she never skips stuff, and she makes sure everyone understands…she just goes really fast. Something I also appreciate.
History: We have an awesome teacher for History, but it seems like we’re just going to be doing things I already studied. (The town we’re combining with does their curriculum differently, and we have already studied some of the stuff they haven’t. They went with their curriculum for History, as far as I can tell.)
Our class size is really weird, though: we have eight kids in our class. And he has another class with 22. He has 18 chairs.
Gym: I have a huge class in gym. We have to change for gym this year. Sort of YAY, sort of AHHH. I guess I’ll figure it out?
Art: Art’s good. I’m in it three times a week.
Science: Nice teacher, she’s new. I didn’t get the Doctor-Who-and-H2G2 teacher (:(), but she seems okay. We did some fun stuff in class, mostly just talking.
Lunch: Lunch was okay the first day. We have a tiny cafeteria though. I had to have lunch with the freshmen because I’m taking French II. It was scary. (Okay, I’m lying. It wasn’t scary. Freshmen aren’t scary.) My friend and I sat at the only table that had two seats open (That’s how small our cafeteria is! And the freshmen have two different lunch periods!) and there was I guy there I didn’t know. Except apparently my friend did. So now I feel bad for resisting his efforts to be friendly.
French II: It’s in a small room with 18 other people. Sigh. On the upside, I think I’m going to fail.
Chorus: Nice nice chorus teacher and I think I might actually like chorus this year. I offered to help with the musical. I really hope we actually do one. I would love that.
English: Last period; it’s not good timing. I did a really bad writing piece. My teacher seems okay, but I have a sinking feeling this class is going to be way too easy.
Um, sorry for the monsterPost. Cookies if you read it.
*noms cookies* So you’ve never had a locker before? I had one since sixth grade… Wow, that sounds like a whole different experience, doing eighth grade at a high school. I HATE having easy English classes.
Yeah, my middle school is too small for lockers. We had cubbies. And sometimes not even that; we didn’t have them in fifth grade, which was when we started middle school. You are extremely lucky to have had them since sixth. I definitely like having lockers; it makes things a lot easier. (We had to carry everything we needed for the day around; I can’t tell you how many times I dropped everything I was carrying.) Has your locker situation gotten any better? I’m not sure; do you mean that you just don’t get lockers this year or you didn’t get them on the first day? It seems rather silly to have lockers for the first two years of middle school and then not for the last.
It is. It’s very weird. But…I guess it’s not too weird, because it’s not like I’m with people four years older than me; it’s just two grades, and I know about as many people in ninth grade as I do in eighth. There are a lot of people though, which was something I was not prepared for.
Yeah, English…I dunno, I’ve heard really good things about this teacher but it just seemed like she had really low expectations for the class. (This might be because we’re in her last period class and she’s teaching the same stuff that she’s taught six times before.)
How did your first week go? (Well, first week and a half.) What is eighth grade like in your school?
My hopes for the growing up (emotional/maturity) of high school boys has exploded. I am determined to find out when this mysterious event happens.
It happens at different times for everyone. Some male high school sophomores are emotionally mature, and some men manage to graduate from college without growing up. So pretty much at any time between 15 and 30, depending on the guy.
My mentor class is an ongoing experiment of this. (Mentor is kind of like homeroom; you go there every Thursday for an hour and a half and eventually it’s to work towards your senior project and other graduation requirements.) Mine is the “gifted” mentor class, and you stay with that same class for all four years of high school.
Basically, the guys are completely immature. For example, one of them was racing around uncontrollably amidst the chaos, jumped off a desk, hit his head on the overhead projector, and knocked it down. That’s pretty typical for them. Still, since freshman year when we started complaining, our mentor teacher keeps promising that “oh, you girls will be so surprised! They’ll grow up to be so mature by senior year.” We’re still waiting.
Last year, we were talking to the teacher about it, and he said something like, “You guys can’t tell, but they’re growing up already!” We asked him to give us an example. “Well, look at Ben! He’s matured a lot.” We looked at each other and said, “If Ben is the most mature male in this class, we have a serious problem.”
Anyway, maybe junior year will be a turning point for them. I look forward to it when it happens. (In general, I think POSOC’s right.)
It’s different for everyone, of course, but I’ve noticed a huge change in maturity level between the beginning of Junior year and the start of Senior year for guys at my school.
On breaks: In my middle school and high school we had 3 minutes between classes and 30 minutes for lunch. The 30 minutes for lunch was not all utilised for eating because of the time taken to stand in line. Another factor which reduced the eating time of lunch was that in every year before 12th grade, lunch was the only time of day I had time to go to my locker. In 12th grade I was lucky enough to have successive classes scheduled on opposite sides of my locker.
On widely disliked teachers: At my high school there was an English teacher who was loved by almost every student. He was the debate team coach, and most people thought he was very funny and a good teacher as far as material goes. I personally disliked him. I found him extremely annoying and thought that he had the biggest ego of anyone I’d ever met. Whenever I told my friends I didn’t like him they were shocked and didn’t understand how it was possible.
I am in college now! Today was my 3rd day. My dorm mates are really cool, and my classes are pretty fun. I drove for 3 days to get here. I feel like all my possibilities are expanding before me or something.
Okay. I survived the first day. And the sort-of bad teacher I talked about is really nice. He may just forget to teach stuff but expect you to know it. *shrug*
Anyways, I have a special, Latin, Geometry, and Science before lunch. After is Social Studies (with the “bad teacher”), English, and Advisory something.
Latin: Oka, I suppose. I don’t have the same teacher, which is a bummer, but my least favorite student (I’ve complained about him in the past) dropped out, so it balances out. The teacher seems like she’ll be nice as well.
Geometry: Oh my cake, I have the funniest teacher ever. He’s always shouting and bouncing off the walls, and it makes me perky even that early in the morning *squee*.
Science: This teacher is so old, he taught my principal in 9th grade.
But that means he has a lot of cool stories and good experience to share. And we do 60(!!!!!!) labs over the whole year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Social Studies: Already not my best subject and now I may have not gotten the best teacher for it. But he doesn’t seem mean or rude in any way. H asked if we had any special requests and to write them down, so I wrote not to be seated near a couple of students. Hopefully he listens.
English: Usually by now I am zoned out, waiting for the school day to end. My teacher is fantastic, though. Even the threat of writing essays can’t make me blue. She asked us to write her a letter introducing ourselves. Again, there’s a few students in the class whom I haven’t had the best experiences with so I requested that she see me for further explanation.
Overall, a great fantastic group, with only one question mark. Maybe I’ll get through without having to go to the guidance office after all…
22.1.1 (Mikazuki)- Oh yeah, I have a locker now; it was just that we had to watch this ridiculous video on CBA (Cakeheaded Behavior Acronym) which, if anything, made people even more inclined to break the rules, instead of getting our lockers during CBA time in the middle of the day. (So far during CBA time, we have gone to an assembly about CBA, played CBA Bingo, gotten lockers, watched a CBA video, and spent the rest of the time in our homerooms just sitting around with half the class violating CBA.) So for the first day, I had about four binders and four notebooks, most of which fit in my backpack but some of which I had to carry, and a lunch box. At least I didn’t have to carry my trombone around all day.
Then on the second day they gave them to us.
I hope that gets better; I’m sure being last period class has something to do with it.
That stinks about your English teacher.
My first week went pretty well, minus the little pictures of rutabagas scattered over Rants+Plaints. My teachers seem pretty good, especially my algebra teacher. To “make it more like high school”, they disorganized the teams, so now it’s all confusing and everyone has different teachers and blargh. But this means I have the same algebra teacher as my friend Odie. In my school, eighth grade is the oldest, so we look all impressive to the younger grades. It goes down to sixth grade (5th grade is elementary school) so we’re only two years older than everyone else, but that’s a big age gap here. To ourselves, though, we look the same as ever. Eighth graders have our own hallway. All the teachers are always on us about high school. They won’t stand for this in high school! In high school, you’d have a really low GPA. (an acronym which makes me think of the Great and Powerful Administrators) In high school, this would be a zero! I’m just being generous here! And on and on…
Anyway, it’s pretty cool in band because there’s an Advanced Jazz Combo specifically for eighth graders. Each year there’s an Overachiever (or two). Last year it was Elephant, and this year it’s MO. But I play three instruments and I’m in two after-school ensembles, plus I think I have a good chance of making All-County. (off topic: last night I had a dream that MO was a time traveler who tried to make my eat this stuff that would erase my memory… and then… blanket… pins… magnet… restaurant… roof… saxophone… brothers… dogs… water… it’s all fuzzy now…) Also, we get to play advanced music, and The Hut of Baba Yaga from Pictures at an Exhibition is So. Much. Fun. on the trombone. So I’m happy about that.
All the teachers are like “Follow The Cakeheaded Behavior Acronym! It stands for important behavior rules! Worship it! Bow Down To It! Do Not Defy It Or You Will DIE In The Firy Pit Of In School Suspension!” which makes everyone even more determined to tune them out…
*yawn* I’d better get off now, I’ve posted enough about school…
Ohai.
I didn’t go back to school, I went to school.
Yes, that’s right folks, your very own Fiddler is no longer an uneducated bumpkin. (Well, she wasn’t before, she’d just never set foot into a school building as an enrolled student.)
Not only am I now at school, but I am at college.
It’s quite interesting.
I don’t believe I’ve mentioned what classes I’m taking, so I might as well do it here.
I have a first year seminar, which is called Live Art, and it is, as the name implies, about live art performances, and using them to explore place. It’s pretty cool.
I also have a college composition class, called Bringing Food Home: From Local Agriculture to Personal Appetite. It is, obviously, a composition class, but we’re writing about food, food issues, things associated or connected with food, etc. We also get to eat in class. it’s pretty nice.
Introduction to Anthropology. Self-explanatory. Anthro is cool.
Music Cultures of the World would probably be my favorite class, if I had to pick one. Fortunately, I don’t, so whatever. But it’s pretty awesome.
Then College Chorale, because if I don’t sing I go through terrible, terrible withdrawal symptoms, and no one wants that.
I’m also in the musical, Little Shop of Horrors.
Apparently I’m overachieving.
Oops.
COLLEGELAND IS THE FINEST OF TRAVEL DESTINATIONS
No but seriously everything rocks here. It’s like vacation, except without parents. Not that I really know what vacation is like, because we never really did that in my family, but that’s how my best friend describes it, so I’m stealing his words.
Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are the worst sleep-wise… But that’s because I have to wake up at eight. EIGHT. I would be so in love with college for this fact and this fact alone – that the earliest I have to wake up on ANY day is eight, and that’s allowing an hour and a half to get ready – but there are many more reasons. (Such as the fact that Tuesdays and Thursdays I generally wake up at ten, again with an hour and a half as a buffer, but really, sleep isn’t the only factor, here.)
First class, MWF: Spanish. I’m in the highest level I could get into and people are still talking in English FML THIS IS MY MAJOR, PEOPLE.
Second class: Calculus. Not thrilled, but the teacher is hawkward and seems nice, and hypothetically I am taking the same class I took last year- except this time it will actually be taught to me. (AP Calc is hard enough WITH a teacher; thanks a lot, C.P.)
Third class: French. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to keep up (because I placed into the same level as I am in Spanish, and my French knowledge is NOT the same as my Spanish knowledge), but I think for once I might actually be glad people are speaking English here and there… Makes it a bit easier.
And that’s it for MWF! Done at two.
First class, TR: ‘Why Music?’, course in music philosophy/writing. The professor is also my [secondary] advisor, and it seems SUPER interesting. Can’t wait to actually get into the meat of it. Essentially done for the day here, at twelve forty-five or so.
Second class: ASL 052 (otherwise known as III). Super fun, know the teacher, know some of the classmates, know the deal, working out great. This is from five thirty to six forty-five on two nights of the week and it’s actually taught in the building I live in… Basically not even a class at all.
I haven’t the mental power to recount to you everything else that’s happened that’s awesome, but let’s just say I played a central campus-wide game of manhunt last night (not an abnormal occurrence) and extrapolate from there, shall we? Oh, and I kissed a girl & I liked it. Plus also, there are acoustic guitars here EVERYWHERE and I might actually be getting my callouses back. Plus plus also also my suitemates are amazing.
Plus plus plus also also also… You are now jealous.
Why?
Because I have a balcony.
-A
School is…interesting.
I had to skip yesterday because I didn’t have breakfast, so I ate some tortillas, only they were like a year old (I didn’t know this), and I had stomach pains, and it was really boring and painful because my dad took half an hour longer than expected to come and pick me up. That was just yesterday. Fortunately for me, nothing really happened, and the Algebra II homework was mostly review. I went to Borders and I think I may have bought most of their manga selection. They’re going out of business, and everything is around 60% off…so, in short, I only made my mom pay 200 dollars! Ehehe…well, I paid for it. Anyhow, my friend from last year who screamed at me is my friend again. I think. She keeps hitting me on the head. Life is confusing.
I’m glad math is getting off to a good start, because I got consecutively lower grades last year. I think the improvement comes from the new math teacher, who hasn’t completely given up on me. In fact, she thinks I’m doing a good job. My dad was surprised, so I gave him the Mago Glare of Doom. I’m good at that. Heh.
Oh man, my schedule is ever so weird this fall. MW I have only one class (Principles of Operating Systems, where we get to mess around with the Linux code.), whereas TT I have four. (Scriptwriting, Jewish History, Special Effects and Motion Graphics, and Software Design and Development)
Probably my “worst” class is going to be Software Design and Development. Because that class basically consists of one giant group project, where we have to create a piece of software for a “customer.” (one of the compsci professors) And my teammates and I have almost no overlapping free time in which too meet up and work. Nor is switching teams really an option…