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I need to vent a lot. And with my Freshman Year finally arriving, I'm going to be more PO'd than normal. Then why not vent on the site that accepts all forms of life, gtplanet.net?
Day: August 25th
Wow, this is....weird.
Ah, the start of High School. Welcome to my life. I'm enrolled at McDowell Intermediate High School in Erie, Pennsylvania. Now everyone criticizes Freshman, but we're actually nice people.
Here's some people in my school life you need to know:
Gio: my best friend. He's like Tiger Woods, looks black but acts white, except without all the mistresses.
Helen: she's my friend. She's Chinese and I have some trouble understanding her.
Kirsten: she is really cool. Kinda like a guy in a chick's body.
Amber: my delinquint sister. I hate her.
So, I started my day with a nice outfit of a small t-shirt and jeans, only to realize it's 55 degress out. Cold. Wait for 20 minutes while Amber goes,
"I'm so nervous."
"Shut up"
"I'm not kidding. This is so weird."
"I wasn't kidding either Amber, now SHUT UP!"
I'm soooo nice, right?
Well, everyone loves the awkwardness of the bus on the first day, right? No. I sat alone, and got stuck in numerous traffic jams and road problems.
Finally get to the school, get my schedule, and head off on my way. Homeroom. Hmm. Amber's not here. She's supposed to be....
Oh well. Head off to the "High School" (the High School is seperate from the Intermediate.) for my French 1 class.
Bonjour, je m'appelle Andre. (Hello, my name is Andrew)
See Gio in the hall leaving French, and now we're holding up the hallway worse than a nerd fight. Head back down to Intermediate, get to Algebra, and this was a better part of my day. Good seat, great teacher, nothing wrong. Wahoo!
By now, I'm hungry (I last ate at 6:00A.M. It's now 11:00A.M.)
Back to homeroom for lockers, and there's Amber! Why am I happy!
Go to Honours English, cool teacher, good seat again, very smart group of peers. That's not half bad for a smart guy like me.
Yes, lunch! AH, I hate these tables!
Now, finally, swim class. Finally see my Helen and Kirsten, long time no see. Figure my sister may have cut class. ON THE FIRST DAY!
No swimming though. Yes.
Finally, me Gio, Helen and Kirsten round up for the day, head to our seperate transportation devices, and head home. High School's weird.
And this is why you shouldn't have kids. They write their teenage info on internet forums.
I'm exhausted, and I still got some school tomorrow. Help me.
I just wanted to know if some people could help me and give some support for my year.
Or ridicule me, whatever you like.
Goodnight.
Day: August 25th
Wow, this is....weird.
Ah, the start of High School. Welcome to my life. I'm enrolled at McDowell Intermediate High School in Erie, Pennsylvania. Now everyone criticizes Freshman, but we're actually nice people.
Here's some people in my school life you need to know:
Gio: my best friend. He's like Tiger Woods, looks black but acts white, except without all the mistresses.
Helen: she's my friend. She's Chinese and I have some trouble understanding her.
Kirsten: she is really cool. Kinda like a guy in a chick's body.
Amber: my delinquint sister. I hate her.
So, I started my day with a nice outfit of a small t-shirt and jeans, only to realize it's 55 degress out. Cold. Wait for 20 minutes while Amber goes,
"I'm so nervous."
"Shut up"
"I'm not kidding. This is so weird."
"I wasn't kidding either Amber, now SHUT UP!"
I'm soooo nice, right?
Well, everyone loves the awkwardness of the bus on the first day, right? No. I sat alone, and got stuck in numerous traffic jams and road problems.
Finally get to the school, get my schedule, and head off on my way. Homeroom. Hmm. Amber's not here. She's supposed to be....
Oh well. Head off to the "High School" (the High School is seperate from the Intermediate.) for my French 1 class.
Bonjour, je m'appelle Andre. (Hello, my name is Andrew)
See Gio in the hall leaving French, and now we're holding up the hallway worse than a nerd fight. Head back down to Intermediate, get to Algebra, and this was a better part of my day. Good seat, great teacher, nothing wrong. Wahoo!
By now, I'm hungry (I last ate at 6:00A.M. It's now 11:00A.M.)
Back to homeroom for lockers, and there's Amber! Why am I happy!
Go to Honours English, cool teacher, good seat again, very smart group of peers. That's not half bad for a smart guy like me.
Yes, lunch! AH, I hate these tables!
Now, finally, swim class. Finally see my Helen and Kirsten, long time no see. Figure my sister may have cut class. ON THE FIRST DAY!
No swimming though. Yes.
Finally, me Gio, Helen and Kirsten round up for the day, head to our seperate transportation devices, and head home. High School's weird.
And this is why you shouldn't have kids. They write their teenage info on internet forums.
I'm exhausted, and I still got some school tomorrow. Help me.
I just wanted to know if some people could help me and give some support for my year.
Or ridicule me, whatever you like.
Goodnight.
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