Day 12.
So, I’ve completely failed to post anything for a week. Damn. Nothing has changed, actually. My mom is out of town, so I’ve started avoiding my house. We won the last football game, we’ve got another one tomorrow night that I’m very excited for. I’ll try to update a little bit more. Sorrrrry.
Day 7, part 2.
Thursday, August 20, 2009. 9:31 AM.
Oh, another day at the fabulous Cookeville High School. Tomorrow is our first football game. I’ve never really gotten into the whole school spirit thing until now, but I’m ridiculously excited for tomorrow night. One of the football coaches is my Wellness teacher, so we hear plenty about the game hype from him. I’m buying a senior shirt tomorrow, and I think Caitlin and I are going to paint our faces.
Dani wasn’t at school today; she’s sick.
I’ve been sad today. Not the, “Oh my life sucks because I have everything I want blah blah” sad. I really, really miss my friends. I miss last winter. I miss having ACT class on Tuesday and Thursday nights, and Rachael and Ryan picking me up and us hanging out until my curfew. I miss your old truck with the radio on and the snow outside and the windows down and the heat all the way up. It really just makes me sad to know that I didn’t pay more attention to details and how happy I actually was those days. Now, I miss it, and it won’t come back.
Well, now that that’s all done. All my classes were normal. I got out of walking in wellness by telling Coach Hughes that I was sick. And I made a 100 on our first test. I also took my senior pictures today. I need to shower and sleep. Sleep. I miss it.
Day 7.
Thursday, August 20, 2009. 9:16 AM.
I forgot to write about the rest of my day, but it’s really nothing important, so I’ll skip yesterday’s update. It’s second period. Plato lab. I’m really starting to like this whole not doing anything for this class. I sit here on a school lap top with Nathan, while he enjoys his intoxication, and I play game. I also found out that Mrs. Hatcher sells delicious coffee for a quarter a cup, so I’m sipping on some of that. I’m taking my senior pictures next period. I don’t know why, but I’m really nervous. I think it’s because I was looking at my mom’s the other day, and I see how much people really DO change. I mean, I look like this now, sure, and I guess I’m pretty okay with it. But twenty years from now, I’m going to look back, or my kids are going to look back, and it’s going to be one of those “WTF?” moments. Oh well. I’m feeling sick, so I’m sure I’ll look completely fabulous. Dani isn’t here today; I’m assuming she’s sick. I haven’t talked to her since our ever so friendly conversation last night. I need to play some games or something.
Day 6, part 1.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009. 9:44 AM.
Plato lab again. Second period is 15 minutes from being over. I finally found out why I don’t have a user name or password; I’m not using the same program as everyone else, so I don’t need one. However, Mrs. Hatcher doesn’t have my program set up yet, so it’s day 6 of sitting in this lab, doing nothing. I’ll tell you a story!
This morning, I woke up at 6, like always. I accidentally fell back asleep right after my alarm went off, though. I woke BACK up at 6:20; this is bad. 20 minutes doesn’t sound like a lot of time, but with how much stuff I do in the morning, it really is. So, I took 45 minutes attempting to straighten my hair, which was necessary. Got dressed, packed my lunch, got money from mom for breakfast or whatever. I left at around 7:28, almost 15 minutes late. I didn’t get much sleep last night and knew that I needed coffee or a drink or something. So, I stopped at the Algood McDonalds, which is right off the exit I use to go to school. The drive through line wrapped around the building, so I decided that I would go inside. I ordered a large frozen coffee after waiting in line for about 7 minutes. It was then 7:40. Suddenly, I started to feel VERY sick. My stomach was killing me, and I honestly felt like I was going to pass out right there in the McDonalds dining room. I grabbed my drink a ran to my car. Nausea set in. My grandma lives about 2 minutes from CHS, so I figured I would stop at her house to throw up because I REALLY thought I was going to; I was in serious pain. But, somehow, on the way there, I started to feel FINE. It was really, really odd. So, I skipped grandma’s and just came to school. Walked in the door at 7:55. Made it to class on time! Again, I barely made it in the door before the bell rang.
But now, I’m in second period, and my stomach is starting to hurt again. It’s slowly creeping up, but I can feel it. I really don’t want to get sick; my step dick dad had a bad stomach virus last week; it put him in the hospital with IV’s. I’m really trying to avoid that. I think the bell is about to ring in here; I’ll write more tonight. I don’t know how you all put up with reading these stories, if you even do. They’re long, pointless, and WAY too detailed.
Day 5.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009. 8:06 PM.
I just got home from one of the best hang outs I’ve had in a while. First, a run down of my day.
1. I really like my English class. My best friend, some other good friends, it’s fun. I really like Mrs. Huffine, too. She’s a bitch, but she’s funny. We worked mostly in the (SIGHGRUNTGROANUGHHH) Plato Lab today, doing definitions of French words that the state says we have to know by the time we graduate, even though they are basic language that everyone really SHOULD know, anyway. Deja vu, bon voyage, etc. I finished early and played games.
2. Since my second period is IN the Plato lab, I just stayed in my seat during class change and played games. The server was down today, so I still don’t have a user name or password for my online class. I just sat with Nathan and played a game while he listened to music and made multiple trips to the snack machine to satisfy his munchie cravings.
3. Geometry was geometry. Not much more to say about it, really. I missed his class yesterday, so all I did was read the section and do the worksheet, which was simple. I missed the quiz they took today, so I’m taking it tomorrow at lunch.
LUNCH! It was really fun. I sat in the lecture hall with Shane, surrounded by about 40 other seniors, getting a speech from Paul Vaughn about getting our senior pictures taken. I ate my lunch and some of Shane’s delicious chicken sandwich from BK. I’m really NOT a good vegetarian. I spent the last 20 minutes sitting with Dani and the rest of the group.
4. SUBSTITUTE! I LOVE Mrs. Hankins. She’s the greatest sub ever. Mix her in with the people in my drama class, and use your imagination. It was so funny. We had a SHIT ton of busy work to do, though. I’m not sure if it’s supposed to be homework, but I did some of it anyway.
5. Wellness. Boring. Hughes pissed me off a little bit, but I don’t really care.
6. Creative writing. Megan and I had to create a character chart about someone that we made up. We’re making a schizophrenic guy who was sheltered by his mother after his father died, but he killed his mother, and his paranoia about being caught eventually led to his schizophrenia. Now, he believes that he’s a serial killer because his mother’s voice in his head tells him that he kills all of these people when he actually doesn’t. We have to create a poster tomorrow that describes him, but I’m not sure how well that’ll work out.
Alright, after school. SO much fun. After school, I planned to just take Amiee home, then drop Sam off and then just go home. Nope. We stayed at Amiee’s for a while until we decided that we wanted Taco Bell. So, on the way to Taco Bell, I’m stopped at a red light, when across the light, I see DANI. She told me that she locked her keys in her car. So she got in the car with me, and I took her home to get her spare key, then we went to Taco Bell. Funniest thing. After Amiee coaxed the worker to give her a free apple impanada(sp?), Sam decided that he needed 17 straws. After using them all at ONE time and almost choking, he decided that he would connect them instead. So, we made a straw chain that reached over to the next table and tried to drink from it. We almost got in trouble, but then we decided to leave before anything bad really happened. I took Dani to the highschool so she could get in her car and leave. After, Sam, Amiee, and I went back to Amiee’s house and sat around while I did the drama homework I mentioned. We then decided that Tommy Whitaker needed to be brought into the mix, so we called him and agreed to meet up at the park by Amiee’s old house. We jumped on the trampoline for about half an hour before I decided that I really needed to go home. So now, here I am, exhausted and dirty from that trampoline. I need a shower, then I need to go to bed. Goodnight, Tumblr.
Day 4.
Monday, August 17, 2009. 8:43 PM.
After a horrible night last night, I recovered and made it to school on time. I dropped AP English 12 and got into a regular English class full of scuzzies and football players. On a bright note, my best friend Caitlin is in that class, along with Megan, Nicole, Andrew, David, and Bart. That was first period.
Second period, I spent the entire time in the lecture hall being taught how to use the online program that we use to do online classes (credit recovery.) I spent 2nd and 3rd periods in there. No geometry for me!
Lunch was especially funny. Josephine is our new exchange student from Berlin; she’s staying with the Rupe family. Her English has gotten much better since she’s gotten here, but she’s still just cute when she doesn’t know what to say. She had to do an assignment for her History class. It was just a map labeled with the state names; nearly every single one was spelled wrong, and the way she DID spell them was just ridiculously funny. I can’t explain it. I really like lunch.
Fourth period with Bruce was great. I gave a 20 second heart-felt speech, and everyone said, “AWW!” after, even though I didn’t really mean for it to be sentimental. I’m going to miss that class when the year is over.
Fifth period was fine. Notes, wellness, Hughes being a smartass. The end.
Sixth, creative writing was nice. Simple, fun. No homework.
The day was generally good. I read that Mr. Kinslow passed away today, though. While that is very, very sad, I’m happy that he isn’t suffering anymore. The cancer had been there for just too long. I never had him as a teacher, but I went to church with him for quite a while; he was a good man.
I really need to do some of this English homework. Goodnight.
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I might as well give you the link. I’m actually posting on it, now.
Day 3, late.
Sunday, August 16, 2009. 9:43 PM.
Basically, I forgot to write on Friday night about how Friday actually went. I don’t really even remember now. All I really remember is that I took Caitlin from school and we took Hannah home, saw Judy in an electric wheelchair and a clothes basket, a black man asleep on his porch, and the shadiest part of town ever. It was fun.
I’m dropping AP English 12 tomorrow. This is just like me, though. Give up when it gets difficult. I just know I’m not going to be able to handle it as the year progresses. I’m a quitter.
All of my other classes are fine, though. I think English 12 Honors would even be OK. I’ll have to see what I can do without fucking up my entire schedule, which I’m just now getting used to.
Until tomorrow, goodnight.
Day 2, Part 2.
Thursday, August 13, 2009. 8:24 PM.
I’ve basically decided to give a run down of each class every night. Here you go.
1. English was fun today. I really love Mrs. Hawkins. We got our first non summer assignment; it’s something about writing, I didn’t really pay much attention. We’ll see, though.
2. BORING. You can basically see what I mean since I posted earlier from that “class.”
3. Geometry was.. Geometry. Melton talked about his kids and how he has no money because his wife is a greedy money hungry bitch. We had our first lesson and a ridiculously simple worksheet as homework.
4. Drama. Awesome, awesome awesome class. It’s so much fun. We also got our first assignment in here; we have to go through magazines and cut out pictures of defined characters. Then, after we create the character morgues for them, we’ll develop those characters in pantomines later.
5. Wellness. We walked today. I just walked with Becca the entire time and talked. It wasn’t too bad.
6. Creative Writing wasn’t bad today. We actually got to write. We had to write a 1st person description of ourselves but from someone else’s point of view. It’s interesting. I finished already. Due tomorrow. BUT, Holly Stewart SWITCHED out of this class today, which makes me sad.
Today was generally pleasant. I’m getting into the swing of things. I have a feeling next week will be easier to get used to. My favorite part about being a Senior, though, HAS to be the Senior lunch line into the cafeteria. Seriously, seniors get to skip atleast 70 people in line. It’s awesome. Until tomorrow, goodnight.
Day 2, part 1.
Thursday, August 13, 2009. 9:15 AM.
The Plato Lab is the worst idea that anyone has ever had. I’m supposed to be doing credit recovery, but I haven’t seen a teacher either day I’ve really been in here. So, I’m sitting here in a cubicle with Nathan, waiting for something to happen. First period was really great, but we have our first homework assignment that’s due in class. I should get off here.
Day 1.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009. 9:17 PM.
First day of senior year. Sad, happy, hilarious, apathetic. More than a few emotions today. My day started off by picking Hannah Benjamin up at around 7:30, then going to school and fixing my schedule. I now have a new and revised schedule, which is really great. It goes as follows:
1. AP English 12- Hawkins
2. Plato Lab- Independent
3. Geometry- Melton
4. Drama 3- Anderson
5. Wellness- Hughes
6. Creative Writing- Brummitt.
All of my teachers seem to be relatively tolerable, maybe even pleasant. My favorites are, by far, Mrs. Hawkins and Mr. Anderson. I’ll sum up each class, though.
1. This class is fantastic. I sit in a back corner with 3 really awesome people. Dylan, Chuck, and Lauren. Mrs. Hawkins is ridiculously nice. She brought us donuts for breakfast this morning, which made my day better. Her class will be challenging, but I think the atmosphere of it all will make up for the dificulty.
2. I don’t have a teacher. I sat there at an empty computer desk waiting to be told what to do, but nothing ever happened. It was boring and a complete waste of an hour of my day.
3. This one seems alright, but I’m not too sure about a lot of the people IN that class. I know Tori is in there, which makes atleast one familiar face, but none of the others are very inviting. Melton is a good teacher, though, so I hope that helps.
4. I can’t explain to you how much I love this class. We’ve already been told what our first big project will be. We’re building and putting on a haunted house at the end of October. We’ll be acting out the horror scenes in a really neat house that’s already basically been designed. This is the funniest group of people. I’m excited.
5. There isn’t much to say. The class is easy, Coach Hughes isn’t a hard teacher and he seems pretty cool.
6. Creative writing is alright. The teacher is ridiculously conceited and felt the need to inform us about every single thing that is great about her. Trust me, this woman thinks a lot of things are great about her. Holly Stewart is in this class with me, which makes it a bit better, even though we don’t sit anywhere near eachother. I hope this goes well.
That basically sums up my day at school. My guinea pig also randomly decided that today was a good day to have a baby. We didn’t even know she was pregnant. We didn’t even know she was a she. We’re awesome.
Until tomorrow, goodnight.
Countdown: 9 hours, 26 minutes.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009. 10:41 PM.
It’s the night before the first official day of my senior year of highschool. Class of ‘10. It’s ridiculously dramatic and cliche, but this feels unreal. It really feels like just yesterday, I was in 6th grade, meeting my best friend for the first time. Like just yesterday, I was in 8th grade, sitting in Mr. Summers’ math class. Like just yesterday, I was in 9th grade, doing play practice with BA every other day. Time flies. This is my last year of this. I keep hearing mixed opinions on highschool. Some say these 4 are the best. Others say that they don’t matter. I think they matter. I think they’re going to help define the course that the rest of my life will follow. These are friends I know I’ll keep, these are friends I know I’ll never talk to again the second I’m off of that stage at the very end. These are lessons I’ll use when I’m old, trying to make it as well as I can. These are lessons I’ll forget time and time again. Right now, this is my life, and I’m really taking it one day at a time. Some days are better than others; that’s just how life seems to work. I’ll keep you posted as time goes on. Until then, goodnight.
