Stress is my mortal enemy. Seriously.
Sorry for not posting. Sorry, especially, to Melinda. I promised her that I'd post a meme that she tagged me for a few days ago, but stuff has been so hectic, I never got a chance to finish the post. So, sorry Melinda. I'll get to it ASAP.
Now, back to what I was supposed to post about yesterday.
I am now officially a freshman. And I hate it.
Ok, so I don't hate it. I'm over exaggerating cause I'm tired and cranky. But I'm not exactly...happy, per say. I like my classes, and I have friends in most of them. I'm just not really happy with the amount of pressure I have to deal with concerning class change.
Class change, for those of you who don't already know, is the 5 to 15 minute (depending on what school you go to) period of time between each class, when students go to their locker, talk to friends, and continue on to their next class. My friend said that in NYC, they have like a 15 minute class change. Here, we only have a 5 minute class change.
Now, normally, I have no problem with getting from class to class on time. I don't tend to talk to my friends in the hallways, unless we're walking to class with each other. But this year is much more difficult. See, instead of just 700+ kids to deal with in the halls, there are over 1,400 kids in this school. All trying to get to their classes at the same time. So, as you can imagine, it is much harder to get to class without getting squished between a sophomore and a junior trying to shove their way through the crowd. (It's already happened to me... twice.) I guess I'm just ranting more than anything.
I really do love school, don't get me wrong. I love learning new things, and getting to know new people. I just really don't like getting squished by upperclassman. I have thankfully figured out (today, in fact) that if I can walk behind one of my super-tall guy friends, I'm safe. :-)
My classes have so far been OK. Although I was a bit miffed that my teachers gave me homework on the second day of school. (French, History, and Math, all in one night!)
I'm just always super tired when I get home from school now. Mom says it's because all of the major walking I do between classes. (and I'm not exaggerating when I say MAJOR walking) I think it's that, paired along with this emanate fear of being pummeled by an upperclassman that has got me shaking in my boots. (...or so to speak. More like shaking in my Etnies. lol)
Well, I know it wasn't exactly much of a post, but I'm really tired, and I have to wake up at 5am tomorrow.
And yes, if any of my faithful readers were wondering, yesterday was also my 3 year blog-a-versary. WooHoo. Go me. Paaaarrrtaaayy. :-/
I'm going to sleep now.
I'll post that meme tomorrow, if at all possible.
Night everyone. ^.^