First Day of School: from a view of absolute arrogance

    I cannot fathom how amazed I am that I'm already a junior. It was like just yesterday, I was a freshman, roaming the halls, in fear of who'd I sit with at lunch, if anyone would like me, if I'd just hate everyone, and whether or not I had enough money to buy lunch in the cafeteria. #fatkidforlife Now, as I briskly walk the halls of my school; now my second home almost. But don't get me confused with a student that loves school. Oh no, I absolutely HATE waking up early. And getting ready for school. And driving to school. Then being IN school.


    As I mentioned earlier, I got my license, meaning that I now, along with student, I had a new job title: Keronhica's chauffeur. Since she doesn't HAVE her license, it's my duty to make sure we both travel safely and efficiently to and from school in the TWO HOURS it takes. When I say travel, I'd like you to put yourself in my mindset. 5:45am in the morning, crusin' down the street, on you're way to school, when suddenly, major depression strikes.....why, you might ask? Well, because when you look to your right, you see a McDonald's and realize you have no money. I know, heartbreaking, isn't it?

   I also have a terrible, terrible, freaking sucky parking spot: the dirt lot. I mean, I'm happy I get to park on campus, but I'm debating just HOW happy I actually am, because my parking spot's so stupid, I just really want to give my sticker back. Buuuuuuuuuuut, I wanna be that cool junior who parks on campus, regardless of location and the fact that it's literally a mini hike to my homeroom every damn day. Even if it is in complete mud and whenever it rains that mud turns into quicksand, no big deal. And as if it couldn't get any worse, I have to park backwards in order to get out of the dirt lot after school. Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds.
  
 On the bright side, I have good classes. I'm like, in love with my psychology and English classes. I have phenomenal teachers and good people in said classes. My history class will obviously be my easiest class, although I'll actually have to work and study this year. Marine biology is pretty easy, as well, although I doubt it will stay that way. I also have an outside reading assignment called The Hungry Ocean. I personally thought it would be about food in some way, shape, or form; but NO, it's about STUPID sword fishing. I hate the ocean. And books ABOUT the ocean. I'd just really like to swim with manatees (SEA COWS MOOOO) Then there's religion, otherwise known as Church history, which just recently underwent a change in curriculum, and just got a hell of a lot harder, but I'll manage.

    By now you see I left out a class. That god forsaken class is Pre-Calculus. Also known as hell on Earth, it is designed with the torment and oppression of students, such as myself, in mind. Flashback, I took FOUR WEEKS of geometry, FLASH FORWARD, pre-calculus is all about geometry and I don't have a solid enough basis to move forward. I'm in a regulars class, but I definitely don't feel like it. I FEEL as though everyone gets it except me. Fortunately, I've come to accept the fact that you cannot be good at everything and that it's okay to fail. Just, someone please explain that to my mom and whatever universities I'll later be applying to.

    But other than that, I'm assuming as of right now, that I'll have a pretty damn good year. I mean, every year holds something new in store, whether that be new friends, new classes, new love, or new enemies; it's all brand new. I can't wait to see what the universe has in store for me (hopefully its plans include a 2006 Land cruiser). My advice to everyone else? It's our junior year, try not to screw it up.

Summer '12: The Unevitable End

"It's the end of the summer. It's the end of it all. Those days are gone, it's over now, we're moving on."

        
        So it's finally over. The summer of our lives, the time to make something  of ourselves, the chance to create memories of a lifetime. I'm honestly dreading the end. We all know everything comes to an end but I didn't think I would have enjoyed my summer the way I have. Giving you all a glimpse into my personal life, a special friend of mine who stuck it out with me this entire summer has made an impact on my life that I will never forget you. You showed me that everyone deserves a second chance at love and that only the few who matter will be remembered. I hate to admit that we'll probably never see one another again, but if fate allows, we'll meet again someday in the future.
Anyway, enough of me being sentimental. Back to the summer of dreams blah blah blah, I got my license (BEEP BEEP) :) and I'm so happy, yet my dreams were crushed because my dad decided that ONE Mercedes wasn't enough and he had to have TWO, so my Mercedes dreams are out the window, leaving me with my '96 Land cruiser, but it's alright 'cause I'm just gonna pretend I'm in the Benz whenever I drive around.

       And HONESTLY, I'd like to protest for 2 more weeks of vacation before hell school starts. I don't feel as though I've accomplished any of what I wanted to this summer. I had goals and expectations and I wanted to check them all off the ol' bucket list, some of which includes breaking the world record for the longest nap. I'd also like to try PHYSICALLY becoming a panda.........make that 3 more weeks.