Story of a Wallflower : Freshman Year

June 2, 2016

This is the last final chapter to my Freshman Year. My freshman year could have gone better, but it could have gone worst.

I have a lot of memorable moments some bad but some really cool. My favorite moments where the ones spent at the All Time Low concert, Warped Tour, and Jingle Ball. My least favorite moments where the moments when I lost hope and the night of the All Time Low / Sleeping With Sirens concert.

I haven't talked about me teachers, but the are pretty cool teachers.

My Spanish teacher was the coolest teacher. He was funny and would always tell funny stories to the class and talk about sports. It was funny whenever we talked about sports because then the whole class would get into an arguement about about the game, championship or whatever noncence we were talking about. I was the only freshman in that class, because freshman don't usually take the 2nd year of Spanish during there 1st year of high school. Usually when people think of a freshman with a group of older classmen they think bad news for the freshman. It was not even like that. They were really cool and they thought the same of me. They said they liked me, because I was more mature than the other freshman. I kind of disagree with that stat ment though. I just know when and when not to mess around. This one guy even gave me the nickname "Shrim-Leazy." He got it from one of his favorite music albums. It is called "shrim life" or something like that. It is rap music, so it isn't a area I am an expert in. Even though I was the youngest in the class, I guess I was also the smartest. Every week when we had a quiz/test, they would want to cheat of me. I knew they weren't "befriending" to pass a test because most of the time I would say no and they would still talk to me and be my friend. The times I did say yes and did try to help them cheat, it did not go will because they said my hand writing was too small. This was my favorite class.

My P.E. class is just like any other class. We get dress, we run, we play. The teacher liked you as long as you were respectful and dressed out. He liked me and every time we would play sports he would have me be the team captain. Everyone in the class was cool except this girl named Jasmine. She is on the volleyball team and in my math class, but we don't talk in math. I don't like her because she is rude, annoying, and is always complaining. Other than her and Cindy, everyone thought I was pretty funny in the class.

My English class is a funny class. My teacher is really cool so are most of the people. Most of the year I had a high grade in Spanish than in English and I always thought that was funny.

My History teacher was my favorite teacher. Every time he would teach a lecture, he did it like he was telling a bed time story and put things in a perspective that I could understand. Some of the people in the class are annoying, but they are slightly tolerable. There is this guy that sits two seats down from me who always sells gummy worms. Almost everyday I buy from him because those are my favorite candies.

My math class was my least favorite class. Math is my favorite subject and the teacher explains it beautifully but the class is always talking and being a bothersome. This is the only class I do not have friends in. The closest thing I have to a friend is this guy named Tyler and a girl named Andy. I only talk to them when I need to or I have a math related question.

My Biology teacher is the nicest teacher. The class is the quietest class, but I only think it is because we are all still half sleep...it is first period. I like the class a lot.

I ended the year with all B's except for P.E. wish I had an A in.

My favorite part about the new school year is not being with Cindy. I am done with her being in my life for good.

They say that you find yourself in high school, but I did the complete opposite. I have opened my eyes to a new world that gives me even more options for my future. I have no idea what I want to do after high school. I don't even know who I like anymore. I don't know if I still like Daniel like how I used to and I think Ryan is my "new Daniel." I like Ryan, but I don't think he likes me like I like him. We made plans for him to come over my house while my parents are at work and my brother is at school...tomorrow. I am really scared. I feel like I am going to get caught or he won't like me anymore, or worse....both. I still don't know if I even want to have sex with him still. I like him, but I never had sex before. I know if I do get in trouble for tomorrow, my parents won't let me stay a football manager or stay on the swim team.

This is my last day as a freshman, but it might be my last day as a virgin as well.

My advice to myself one year ago from today would be "be happy and find the good in life and enjoy it"