First Day!

(repost from tumblr)

Today, overall, was nice. I controlled picked Hope up. We stopped at Wawa, got stuff, went to school, pulled in the parking lot like BAMFs, and we were on our way. 

Psych is going to be interesting, I think. I like Ms Wyer. She seems nice. The class is like AP English last year give or take a few people. I sit in the back, behind and next to two sophomores who I became friends with last year in Chem. Cousin-in-law sits near me too! But then everyone else is spread out and bleh. Ms Wyer said we’ll be moving and stuff and it’s not a death sentence so yay! I like her. A lot. She seems cool. (Also I FUCKING KNEW IT WAS ALL FALSE)

Oh where did I go after that… oh yeah, gym. Fuck. Not excited. Like, imagine being stuck in a fiery hellish pit full of pot chain smoking monkeys. Freaking I ALWAYS get the scummy gym classes. Last year was the only nice year. But yeah. I sat next to another loser and we basked in our loserness in silence. I haven’t felt that alone in a while. I was so anxious to get out of there.

Anyway then I went to lunch. Mormonkenzie and her new Freeholdian friend and Hope and I sat outside. It was nice. I didn’t feel like a prisoner in maximum security anymore. Just like I was on parole. But yeah fricken Ms Sherman comes outside and makes her rounds and starts talking to us and asking “Everyone here’s a senior, right?” and I just hate that woman so much.

ANYWAY. Lunch is over, I go to guidance and see Ms Burke. She’s the best. Like she really tries to help me and I’m just so annoying and neurotic and she’s just so calm and ugh I love her so much. I talked to her and we went down to see Ms. KP and then we decided doing an MT with AP Computer Science and an Independent Study with Mr Taylor was a viable option. I’m so happy. I get to see some of my favorite teachers every other day for the whole year. And the MT thing will make Comp Sci easier, because usually it’s just second semester and there’s no time to prepare for the AP exam like that.

Then I went to SLE and talked to Ms Wacha. A bunch of kids came in and asked stupid questions. But Ms Wacha has this tendency to keep you there forever and spend forever trying to remember minor details. I still love her though. Not much progress was made as to what I’m doing for an internship, but it’s probably gonna be something in graphic design. Not doing IT again. IT is a bloody fucking nightmare. Bloody fucking nightmare. But yeah I just spent the whole period there listening to weirdos talk about what they want to do for internships. It’s interesting.

Then me and Hope and Olivia and Alex waited in the parking lot for everyone to leave. I saw Brittany walking to her car and I started following her in my car like a creep. Like I was driving straight at her like I was gonna run her over. When I saw her face I almost died.

Overall, it was a very good day. I think that even though there’s going to be a lot of work this year, I’m going to like it. Hopefully I won’t do my homework at 4am or during school like I did last year. Last year was a mess. It was like bloody diarrhea.

But yeah. Good day. Hopefully this year is good. If I can just accept the impending hell that gym is going to be, I’ll be good. But it’s the last year of gym ever.

Which is also good.