HIGH SCHOOL DIARY
POV 1
It's only been four days and I'm done. Sadly, I'm only a freshman and I can't drop out until my friend does. We all have that one friend where we say "She's going to be a high school dropout because she got pregnant halfway through sophomore year. We told her he's a bad person but she never listens." This is what I'm waiting for. I got up this morning at 5 a.m. because my school's volleyball doesn't care if we get three hours of sleep, they want us to suffer. Well, guess what screw you, I like sleeping. The school has been fine. I still can't get over the hour and thirty-minute classes we have. Sitting there for that long is terrible. That is when I wish to die. Band is aggressive, we had to attend an eight-hour band camp for three days. Homework hasn't been bad not for me at least. I keep hearing people complain about it, I'm over here like "Sucks for you". There are 176 days left, wish me luck.
POV 2
Four days and I already want to die. That might be a new record. I can't get my locker open and three of my classes are boring. Band is demanding. We've had band camp, band practices during the school day, morning band practices, and we have to have sectionals too. I also have to deal with a ton of homework in one of the boring classes. School lunch is meh. At least we got longer passing times. I wish it was Friday.
