September 4, 2010
Lyrics of the Day:
It's the end of the world as we know it,
And I feel fine
"It's the End of the World"
R.E.M.
Hello, all my imaginary friends!
I would apoligize for not posting in two weeks, but, you know, you're not real.
I am currently road tripping up to Michigan to meet my dad's girlfriend's family over this lovely (and freezing) Labor Day weekend.
Anyway, as of yesterday, I have been a freshman for an entire week. I'm kind of disappointed that whole getting hit by a bus thing didn't work out. Actually, high school isn't that bad. You know, except for having to get up at 6 am, carrying a backpack that weighs more than I do, and having the incredible luck of getting gym right after lunch. Yay.
My very first day was INSANE. I started two days later than my peers thanks to my mom signing me up late. She had trouble sending me to private school because the courts, bless their hearts, said my dad didn't have to pay for it if he didn't want me to go in the first place. It was a close call. Tearing up my uniforms and dyeing my hair green seemed like a lot of work.
Let me take a moment to explain how this town has set up the Educational system. The Junior High I went to gets split 25% to 75% between two high schools, North High School, and South High School. Because my mom decided in her own mind that too many black people went to South, (insert eye roll here) so she used a fake address and signed me up for North. Don't get me wrong, I've made a lot of friends at North, but lying all the time is getting old.
So the first day was pretty insane. I made it a habit of asking the previous teacher I had at the end of class how to get to the class I had next. When I finally got to band, My band teacher, let's call him Mr. Smith, introduced me to the class by explaining that North had broken into the computer system in the middle of the night and stolen me away. I didn't say how correct he really was, but, I was recieved by the people who knew me from my old Junior High with screams and claps and such. It made me feel special. In the next few periods I either didn't know or didn't want to know the people in my classes. Marching band, which was also very exciting, let me meet a bunch of section leaders, including a friend of mine who worked at a Girl Scout Camp with me. She is a seinor, so she's kind of like the big sister I never had. My other leaders include a sweet-as-punch sophmore and another seinor who kinda scares me.
That day, as I learned, was also the first football game of the year. Now, I live close enough to Chicago to have pro teams to root for, (BLACKHAWKS!!) but my community still gets into it, even if our team is pretty bad. I didn't know how to march yet, but I did get a t-shirt and jeans and got to hang with the band during the game. My sophmore leader friend explained to me how band normally works, and I tried to help her figure out how football works. She's not a sports fan. Even so, I got to meet a bunch of her friends, and got initiated into marching band. How's that for a first day? Overall, I had a great time, even if our team got the snot kicked out of them.
So as we speak, I'm putting off the looming threat of biology homework until the last possible second and instead updating you on the events of my little life. Enjoy!
Love always,
Sarah Snarky
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