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Around this time last year I was lamenting about my first detention. Since then I've become a senior, which means I'm doing bigger things now. What I'm trying to say is: I'm scheduled to have in-school suspension on Thursday ^_^
See, everytime juniors and selected seniors have to take or re-take the PSSAs, everyone else has to endure something gay, such as "Remember the Titans" (that Disney movie), a lame speaker, a hockey tournament, and any other gay thing you can probably think of. I suppose that it's tradition around here to just leave when all this is going on and eat breakfast at a nearby restaurant until the testing is over. Last month was my first time doing it; I had a blast. At that time, class wasn't scheduled to start until around 11, so we were able to walk around in the shopping center. OF COURSE, we couldn't buy anything since lol teens have no money, but still, we had fun. Today was another testing day and the group that I went with last time asked if I wanted to do it again. HELL YES.
At this point, I should mention that we took a different exit than last time. The original exit took us to the front of the school where we could make a somewhat clean break. The one we took today took us to the back where there are more guards and teachers around. Luckily, we ran into some girl named Brittany (which is confusing since we already had 2 other Brittanys in our group), and she offered to drive us there. Apparently, she is or used to be bisexual, so I should've asked for her number. Unfortunately, she had a tiny car...and there were 5 of us plus her. When we got out at King's (the restaurant), I imangine that we either looked like a bunch of clowns getting out or a bunch of Mexicans. YEAH, I WENT THERE.
Anyway, breakfast wasn't as stellar as last time since one Brittany and another girl decided to bring up old issues with the other Brittany while we ate. Drama City, of course. At around 8:50, we decided to go back to school. On the walk back, Brittany 1 and the other girl tried to make amends with Brittany 2.
"You need to learn to take things with a grain of salt."
"Yeah, we weren't trying to gang up on you. We all have our faults."
And while that was going on, this annoying girl was telling me about how she found out that a lot of people don't like her. HMM, I WONDER WHY? Also, she kept putting her arm on my shoulder and wrapping her arm around mine. Looking back, I probably should've asked her for her number as well.
So we got back at around 8:55 and the other girl, whose name is Rená (pronounced Renee), asked me to hide her pills in my pocket before we went in and had our things searched. I don't see what the big deal was since they were obviously valid prescription drugs, but whatever. Anyway, when we walk in, the female security guard at the desk called out Brittany, Brittany, and the annoying girl and told them that they were seen sneaking out on camera. WHOO, I AM SAFE, B.
Yeah, not so much. A few seconds later she tells me that they saw me too. Apparently, Rená was lucky enough to make it out before the camera rotated to her, but she was nice enough to give herself up as well. We were taken to the office where all these teachers and guards said, "Hope it was worth it." It was quite worth it. Then, they made us write down our names and jokingly warned us that they would find out if we used fake names. After that we, and so many other kids, were forced to wait out the testing period in the new "Tardy Room". The name speaks for itself.
I wasn't told what my punishment would be until around 12:15. They called my parents, which was no big deal since they knew I was skipping a few days before. After all, where else was I going to get money to eat? They laughed pretty hard when I came home and basically called me lame for getting caught. I certainly don't feel lame; I feel more mature, like a rebel or something. I feel like I should've smoked cigarettes while I was out...or had sex or something. Rebels do that shit. They cuss as well.
I'm assuming that Thursday will be pretty boring, but I'll probably have something to say about it.
In other news, I'm going to Cheyney University in the fall. I know I said that I wanted to go to Temple before and I got accepted there, but they weren't offering any scholarships, so I took my business elsewhere. Cheyney, however, is offering me a full scholarship as in paying for everything, giving me a "preferred dorm", and throwing in a free laptop. SO, BLOW ME. On the plus side, Cheyney is about 30 miles outside of Philadelphia and that's really the only reason that I wanted to go to Temple: To be near it. Alright, moment of gloating over.
I was long overdue for an update.