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So, school. Hoo-rah.
Pff. Yeah, right. "Hoo-rah" my butt. You have no idea what it's like to live in a state where not a single human being is your friend. Yes, I have six family members who live here. SIX. That's every single person in this state related to me. North Carolina's big. In fact there are 8,856,505 people living in North Carolina, and exactly ZERO of them are my friends, and SIX of them are related to me, only four of them actually related to me by blood.
Let me explain the difference between friends and family. A friend is someone who is different than you. They don't look like you, they don't talk like you, they don't have the same household rules as you. Family, however, they share your blood. They think like you, sound a bit like you, and share the exact same household rules as you. You see them more often and know them so well that you are part of them, and you are sick of them. Now Cake, if you ever do read this, I'm not meaning to bring you down. I'm not saying I'm literally sick of you, I'm just saying for a fact that it is far easier to get sick of a relative than it is to get of a friend.
Unless that friend is a complete ASSTARD and not really your friend...¬¬
We were originally on the subject of school. Let's get back on track then.
My school is a giant square. There are four halls--W, X, Y, and Z. You'd think this would make things a lot easier for navigation, the whole fact that the building's a square, am I right? Wrong. Although is big purple letters you see the hall's name through-out, you still may go the opposite way of where you're supposed to go and end up going around the whole entire square before finally getting to your classroom. It's a really easy mistake to make since once you get to the end of the hall and realize that you took the wrong turn, walking back is just impossible because the students behind and in front of you are heading the way you're heading. There's no pushing against the current, especially if you're a victim of a spinal fusion.
As well as four sides, there are also four periods in a day. That means 90 minutes of Biology, Spanish II, Civics, and (one of the few upsides to my day) Theater I. OH joy.
Surprisingly enough, my Biology teacher is a really good teacher and is good at keeping things interesting. I pay attention quite well, considering that all the stuff she's teaching I learned already in the sixth grade. Eh, I'm grateful that it isn't complicated. Tomorrow we're learning the METRIC SYSTEM!! 8D Wow, that's degrading.
Spanish II? Sucks. I'm sure it would be better if we had the actual teacher who's having trouble with a job she was accepted by and quitting it. Something like that. But from the letter she sent us, she seems like a rather nice teacher, reminiscent of the sub in our Spanish I class in Legacy, Ms. Diez. Too bad we have a sub now that doesn't know a lick of Spanish, pronouncing "ser" as "sir" ¬¬
Civics? I rather like it. It's quite difficult, but it's the challenge I like. The teacher sounds like Kronk from Emperor's New Groove, which makes me laugh inside. He's also funny in a weird way, saying things like, "So-en-so, you look like you're thinking of talking. Stop it." XD
Then I have lunch. And I sit alone. Because no one wants to sit with me, and I frankly don't want to sit with anyone.
Theater I is cool, except for one thing. There's this kid named Anthony, a real tall guy with MAN BOOBS. Not only that, but he's a crossdresser, a transvestite. Or something, because he's dressed like a woman, his hair is put up like a woman's, he's shaved his legs, he wears make-up, everything. I even think his toenails are painted. It's quite disturbing...eheh...but, I'm friendly nonetheless. Not, "'SUP, HOMIE!" friendly, or even "hello" friendly, just...not obviously disturbed as everyone else in the class is. Friendly.
The bus. I have to ride the friggin' BUS. I haven't ridden the bus since fourth grade. Do you hear me? Fourth grade. The first day was a pain. I was practically sitting on people's laps it was so crowded. Plus, we go pick up the elementary school kids along with us high schoolers and some middle schoolers. Talk about no room. The first day my brother got on the wrong bus with my cousin because his teacher told him the wrong bus number. I got on the right bus, and my brother was escorted home safely. Today he got on the right bus and we both sat in the back. And I got motion sickness, like I always do nowadays.
But the thing that sucks most about my school is that I don't know anyone at all. I don't even recognize anyone. Even on my first day at elementary school, I remember seeing kids I recognized from my neighborhood, but I moved into this house a little over a week ago and I know no one in my school.
What else? I usually find at least one person who wears an anime-related shirt. I found one person. It was me. Yeah, I saw no one who seemed like an Anime-fan or videogame fan, everyone there just seemed obsessed with sex and the words, er s**t and [********] said every other sentence, just because they can do it and no one cares.
And if you hate reading long journal entries of me complaining, I'm terribly sorry, but it's the only way I can get stuff like this out of my system. All I really want to say is...
I WANT BACK TO FLORIDA WHERE I KNEW PEOPLE AND HAD FRIENDS!
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