School.
The seven letter word we all dread. Walking down the halls, I see how invisible I am to everyone. No one seems to notice me.
I go to the front office and get my schedule. First period PE, second period Calc, third period Marine Biology, fourth period Computer Tech (my elective), fifth period lunch, sixth period English, and seventh period World History. Not a bad schedule, I've had worst.
Heading to the gym I see many of my friends. Waving hi, even though they don't see me, I pass by. When I arrive at the gym I am greeted by the girls PE teacher. She assigned me a locker. Number 691. I'm not sharing a locker this year, which is great. I put my stuff in my locker and head off.
After PE I head to Calc. I hate math and spent the entire time drawing. In Marine Biology we got our books and started on the environment. Computer Tech was a blast. I saw my tech friends and we spent the whole time playing with the new programs installed on the state-of-the-art Macs. During lunch I ate alone. In English we got our books and the teacher, Mr. Palwaski, let us do whatever for the rest of the period. In World History we got a paper on what we will study this year and how to prepare for midterms. Yawn. Nothing new.
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Catching Happiness
SpiritualRunning away..... Seems like an every day occurrence. But what if you are running towards something, but away from another? What if you are catching happiness?
