school, basically.
Seriously, what's up with people not liking freshmen? They're people just like us, and besides, we were in the same position as them last year. I personally am taking a stand against being anti-Semitic. Oh wait, I meant freshmen. But same goes for both.
School is pretty boring so far, basically just filling out forms and such. Zero hour P.E. isn't going to be so bad, except for this simple equation that the school just doesn't understand:
Michelle+many friends=glad. Michelle-manyfriends=sad/lame.
Evidently, they don't care that most of my friends are in the other class. But whatever.
So basically, the best is yet to come. But I have met some pretty awesome people, seen some gorgeous smiles, and been recruited to join a knitting club.
P.S. I have made a pledge to myself to be more honest even if people don't like it, because it's great that I'm usually nice and keep things to myself but it's not good to be SO nice and keeping-things-to-yourself-ish all the time, so: I think Andrew Murray's hair is detestable whydidhedyeit. ItlookslikesomeonepeedinhishairlikesomeoneelseIknow. And I might already like someone. And Mr. Critchfield seriously needs to get over himself. Oh yeah, and I have an obsession with singing the Sound of Music in the shower. I swear, in the shower, it's either that or A Broken Vow by Josh Groban. I'm not even going to lie.
School is pretty boring so far, basically just filling out forms and such. Zero hour P.E. isn't going to be so bad, except for this simple equation that the school just doesn't understand:
Michelle+many friends=glad. Michelle-manyfriends=sad/lame.
Evidently, they don't care that most of my friends are in the other class. But whatever.
So basically, the best is yet to come. But I have met some pretty awesome people, seen some gorgeous smiles, and been recruited to join a knitting club.
P.S. I have made a pledge to myself to be more honest even if people don't like it, because it's great that I'm usually nice and keep things to myself but it's not good to be SO nice and keeping-things-to-yourself-ish all the time, so: I think Andrew Murray's hair is detestable whydidhedyeit. ItlookslikesomeonepeedinhishairlikesomeoneelseIknow. And I might already like someone. And Mr. Critchfield seriously needs to get over himself. Oh yeah, and I have an obsession with singing the Sound of Music in the shower. I swear, in the shower, it's either that or A Broken Vow by Josh Groban. I'm not even going to lie.