Kaylee's migration

Tuesday, September 14

I JUST GOT BACK FROM SCHOOL!!! I'm now siting on my bed, writing about this decent day.

First period (English) : So, I was in a hurry because I had to help my little sister, Baylee tie her shoes, and if you know her, she is NOT easy to deal with. I didn't have time to even go to my locker by the time English class started, so I had to carry a HUGE backpack. Luckily, I was on just in time. We had to do a partner assignment and I got paired up with Calvin, not the airport Calvin obviously. I thanked him just for telling dad jokes while I'm TRYING to pronounce "community." Something funny is that he's Vietnamese too! We decided to speak to each other in Vietnamese while doing the project in English, everyone was SUPER confused. We got near the end of the assignment when the period ended. Everyone was so busy trying to figure out what Calvin and I said, that they didn't even focus on their own assignment. In the matter of fact, the assignment/project was due tomorrow, almost everyone didn't write anything down except for us.

My 10 minute class break: I RUSHED TO MY LOCKER. My backpack was huge, and Manh told me to put "survival things" in there, just in case. As I got ready for my next period in a tiny locker, I realized that the locker next to me, was a DROP DEAD GORGEOUS girl. She wasn't giving me any space once she came. 

"I'm so sorry I bumped into you, would you mind just scooting just a little bit to your left?" I asked

The diva responded by saying, "Well what do you think my answer is gonna be? NO. Besides, why would I give up such precious space for a Ching Chong like you? GO BACK TO CHINA. OR UM...KOREA...UH, OR WHATEVER COUNTRY YOU'RE FROM!"

I was frustrated, but I was grateful that I had a break, and plus, Ms.Escamila is starting to make me the favorite, I honestly don't care what enemies say about me. They're like a flea that doesn't belong in my house, a piece of pineapple that doesn't belong on my pizza, and a roach that doesn't belong in my bottle of peppermint oil.

Of course violence wasn't the answer, so I rushed to the restroom, did my business, and went to math class.

Second period (Mathematics) : I was just in time for class, and by that, I mean EXACTLY on time. 8:50AM sharp. I was SUPER lucky. I was also learning CALCULUS. C.A.L.C.U.L.U.S in 9th grade. We just learned the basics though. I still cannot believe that on the 2ND day of Pineridge High. I had to take down so many notes, I ended up using 20 pages of my 100 page math notebook. 1/5 of my notebook!!! I think that's why this school is so hard to get in, I regret saying that this is my dream school. I love my math teacher, BUT I HATE MATH!!! I'm just saying, WHENEVER I USE UP THIS WHOLE NOTEBOOK ON NOTES, THE SCHOOL BETTER PROVIDE ME WITH FIVE MORE. After that, we did a 7 open note assignments, phew, that took a WHILE.

My second 10 minute class break: I went to my locker to switch up my books for orchestra! BUT... that racist, traumatizing, annoying rat kept hogging my space. THAT GIRL HAD THE AUDACITY TO SCREAM AT ME FOR BEING IN HER PERSONAL SPACE, WHEN ALL OF THIS TIME, SHE'S BEEN IN MY PERSONAL SPACE. Then, Calvin swooped in out of nowhere, and started defending me. He said to her, "I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, BUT GET YOUR RACIST IDEAS OUT OF HERE. WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO TO VIETNAM AND GET BULLIED FOR NOT BEING ASIAN? I GUESS NOT. NOW IF YOU THINK SHE'S TAKING UP YOUR PERSONAL SPACE, YOU SHOULD HAVE SOME AWARENESS THAT IT'S THE OTHER  WAY AROUND, AND I'LL MAKE SURE THAT COACH SATO WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS. OH SHE SURE WILL KICK YOU OFF THE CHEER TEAM!"

"Oh, um, I'm sorry." The girl said

Then, Calvin explained to me that the girl who made fun of me, was named Riley. I instantly recognized this name. Last night, I looked through my older sister Haylee's room while she was volunteering. I found a diary. Trust me, there is a LOT of tea in there, I'm gluing the photocopied page of her diary right here:

Hellrow, I am Haylee. I just moved from Vietnam to America a few drays ago, it is not that easy if it where up to me. Mai English not very good. I see mai littale sistar write in her new diary on the plane. So I wanted to do someting lah. Todray I see littale girl sreaming at mai sistar, Kaylee. So after mai poor littale sistar run awray to the toilet, I almrost hit the stoopid girl. I envy mai littale sistar a rot, but I also cared abrout her a rot too. Turbs out, the stoopid girl is named "Riley."

I guess my older sister is really bad at English, but it just warms my heart that she actually cares about me. 

Ok, back on topic, I ran as fast as I can to orchestra. Ms.Pack gave us sheet music to practice together and at home.

Third period (Orchestra) : WE HAVE A CONCERT COMING UP! I'm so excited! Our teacher made an announcement that we are going on a field trip. ❤️😁 Would someone be that crazy to say no to skipping school? WITH PERMISSION? I would much rather play my instrument than to use one-fifth of my notebook each time I go to math class. BTW, we're just plucking beginner songs, can't be that hard.

Well, this is a long entry. I better check up on Baylee. (babysitting her!)