first week

Well, its Saturday and i just finished my first week of school. It wasn't all good or all bad, it was up and down and up and down... I'm taking honors Biology, AP US History, honors English 2, honors Geometry, Spanish 3, Orchestra, Human Growth and Development, First Aid, and Aerobics. Pretty tough schedule considering that all the academic classes are honors except for history. Thats advanced placement, or in other words, college level. Its not as bad as it sounds, its just a whole bunch of reading.

Well, the first day of school kinda sucked, but it was ok. It was just plain confusing and it was humid outside so i was sweaty all day. Of course i had a on a shirt that showed it. Gross right? Well try being the person who can't change being gross. Not fun. The second day was pretty awesome, i followed along pretty well. The next day was as good as the last, but i was finally understanding my A day classes. Then the fourth day of school, bad stuff happened. The last 15 minutes of my last class, i was send down to the guidance counselor's office. I started feeling sick in a weird kind of way so i went to the bathroom. When i got there, i had the strongest urge to open my cell phone. I felt like i was going to explode if i didn't. So i opened the phone and turned it on, and there was a text message. I'm not going to explain all the previous conversations we had, but it was from my friend and it convinced me that she had killed herself. She never did it, and she just pretty much wanted attention, but i cried for three hours that day. I still haven't forgiven her for that. After i went to the bathroom and checked my text message, i went down to the guidance counselor's office like i was supposed to. Turned out that they had messed up my schedule by putting me in the wrong Human Growth and Development class and i wouldn't have gotten the credit i needed from it. I would have ended up going to my zoned high school junior year because i applied to the one i'm in now. I needed to complete that class my sophomore year or they would kick me out. So they changed my schedule, thankfully, but of course the class they moved to a different block is the history class. I had like ten friends in that class and that was the last straw and i started crying. But Friday was good again. I went to my new history class, and i knew ppl there too. The only bad thing that happened that day was at lunch i was talking to a violinist in my quartet and he said that he couldn't do it anymore. We'll work that out. Thats not a problem. I just looked and felt so tired that day because crying for long periods of time is very exhausting. Everything was good all in all.

Well, it was an interesting week and sleeping in felt so good this morning. Next week's gonna be better. I'm not gonna cry because ive cried this week enough to last me a month. Lulu, if u read this, thanks for the happy cheerios, they totally cheered me up and made Friday bearable! I love my friends and im so glad im gonna get to see them from now to the end of the year. Next week's gonna rock. Sophomore year's gonna rock! I just have to stay positive and give lots of hugs!!!

*hugs*
~MC signing out