My Freshman Year

First Day

It's 8:43 and I'm irritated

Today was nice. We didn't stay in first or second period long because the principles talked to us.

My 3rd period was fun. My teacher is a geek like me. She even has a Loki POP model. Her class is Assassination Classroom themed.

I like my P.E. coach. He said we don't have to run, which is great, cause I hate running in front of other people.

Our cafeteria is tiny. Like. It's half the size of the one in middle school.

I have Biology with my best friend who I love. Pleasant surprise. There are a lot of boys there. They curse a lot. Since our teacher is pregnant, she'll only be teaching us for a month. She'll be back Thanksgiving though.

I like French. Lafayette, I hope to make you proud. My French teacher is a sweetheart.

Then band. I kinda skipped band but not actually. I went home half an hour early because he said we were done but we weren't.

Um now to the bad parts.

I fell off the bus in front of upperclassmen and scraped both my knees. (Meaning I ripped tiny holes in my jeggings. Was bleeding through 1st period)

I have no one to talk to at lunch

Break is only fifteen minutes

I'm not gonna talk much in French besides being a suck up

I'm gay as hecc in the south

Other than that, freshman year has started off great.

Now onto me being emotional

I really wish I wasn't me. I want life to be like a fanfic, but that ain't what's gon go down. Like, I want to be that weirdly quiet kid and stay that way. But whenever I do that, my friends think something's wrong. I don't know what I want out of life, shucks. I'm just glad I have my music.