Guess who’s back?
So the last couple of months have been the worst summer of my life to say the least. Nothing extremely memorable except the 12-hour skype-session I had with my cousin.
First day of Ghetto Academy. This is such a mess. I talked to a couple girls…7th grade…crap. This is gonna be a horrible year, I know that sounds bad but I have a really bad feeling about this place.
Time to go get my schedule…long ass line; HEEEELLL NOO. Everybody knows eachother. Where are the new people?!?!?!
Hmm…she looks like a nice person; haha, I can tell she’s gonna be in my class, and we’re gonna be fast friends. Wooooow that sounded creepy, but I can tell okay?!
so I got my homeroom number…but I can’t remember how to get there. I probably shoulda listened. The girl in front of me had the same room; and she has a map, score! Now I just need to make sure…
“hey…um, are you in P2?” AWWWWKKKWAAARRDD.
“oh..um…yeah.” well that’s nice, I’m just gonna awkwardly walk with you and your dad now.
The room is…what class is this? "Don’t bully…think before you speak…try…blah." Oh, the teacher is Arab, lucky me! Note the sarcasm there.
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I was right about that girl in the morning; her name is Alexis, she’s Filipino, and went to Del Webb.
Then there’s the girl I walked with; her name is...ah, crap i forgot,but I don’t much about her yet, just that she was homeschooled since…1st grade or something.
Next up is Becky (a guy, fake name though!); he also went to Del Webb, and he’s really…feminine? But I’m not one to judge on those things, he’s funny; I’m pretty sure I’ll be good friends with him too.
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Non-FictionMy random thoughts, rants, and mood swings in words. ~go read @ArieeeTxx 's 2012-2013 as well, just to see it from her POV. ~away we go!~
