The (Not so amazing) adventures of Max

Ninth Entry: The Third Day Jitters

Thursday, August 10

Three days in, and I think I'm starting to find my way. Kind of. Today felt less like wandering through a maze and more like walking with a cheat sheet in hand—still unsure, but at least I didn't end up in the wrong classroom. Small victories.

The morning started off alright. I managed to remember my locker combination without staring at it for five minutes like I'm trying to crack a safe. First period was uneventful, which is my new favorite word for school. Mr. Cooper was in his usual chill mode and talked about some project that's due in a few weeks. Future me will definitely stress about that later.

The highlight—or lowlight—of the day came in third period with Mr. Dreadmore. I swear, he must practice glaring at people in the mirror because today he outdid himself. He handed out a syllabus that looked like a contract you'd sign before going into space, complete with a section called "Consequences of Disobedience." I'm pretty sure I saw someone swallow nervously when he read that out loud. It was probably me. We went over some classic literature we'll be studying, and he said something like, "This will separate the committed from the lazy." Leo whispered that it sounded like we were training for the military, not English class. I nearly choked trying not to laugh.

Lunch was a mess. Ben thought it'd be hilarious to prank Alex by pretending to trip with a tray full of fries. Let's just say it ended with fries on the floor and Alex shouting, "That's my lunch!" loud enough that half the cafeteria turned to look. We got a lecture from the lunch lady about respecting school property, but I think she was just annoyed we made her clean it up.

The rest of the day was just the usual: trying not to sweat too much in gym and wishing math class came with subtitles. By the time the final bell rang, I felt like I'd run a marathon. But I made it through without any major disasters, so I'm counting that as a win.

Three days down, and I'm learning high school is kind of like a video game—each day is a new level with bigger bosses (looking at you, Dreadmore). Hopefully, I'll level up soon.