Well, I actually survived, with about little to no effort. Highschool isn't anything great. But, then it's not anything bad. Thankfully, I'm not easily intimidated by others or else I probably would have been a nervous wreck. (Which I thought I was going to be.) What didn't make me neavous was watching most of the other freshies scurring around like chickens with their heads cut off. I was fersure laughing in my head, and really hoping I didn't look like that. But, I'm sure everyone in highschool was like that on their first day. At least I knew some upperclassmen from dance and middle school years, or else I would of felt completely out of place.
My least favorite thing about highschool so far is not having good cell phone service anywhere near my locker. Being a phone junkie, that's a pretty big disappointment. This Verizon 3G crap my parents pay extra for each month isn't as great as the commericals say. My other least favorite thing would probably have to be my schudel. To start I have Family Consumer Sciences and my stupid fault for taking that class because it is full of slackers since it's a pretty easy class. The teacher is one of my favorites though (when we get her talking, she's a little shy.) Since I have an early birthday I got into first quarter Driver's Ed, which is super awesome since it's full of freshman who shouldn't even been freshman and should already have their licenses. Not really my crowd of people right there.
Not having to take Physical Education is rocking my high school world. Now I don't have to be sweaty the rest of the day at school. My other favorite thing is that my good 'ole lunch table from middle school almost stayed exactally the same. (Minus dear Emma Taylor.) Food and a good time always helps halfway through the day. Not to mention white people rap battles held in the samll gym after lunch and when white trash people try to start fights during lunch. It provides us all with good quality entertainment.
I would like to give my wonderful black half Trixie (AKA Shanlee Bratten) props for making my first day of better by interpretive dancing with me in the car to the one and only Justine Bieber.
