Monday Monday Monday
I didn't go to school today, but I did get registered.
Signing up for school was a process which consisted of car doors, folders, & computers. Information was transferred and so was sweat, ink, and stress.
My new school has uniforms. I get to blend in. Navy blue & white polo shirts with khakis will take up the rest of my closet space. Excitement. When I went to school in Miami I had to wear similar uniforms. You see, this is what happens when the media tells our youth that baggy pants, short skirts, and bling are 'cool'. I suppose that you could call my school...ghetto. However, it's really big. I sorta liked it other than the part where I have to take health again.
I miss Chattahoochee. I'm afraid of getting shot at this school. Maybe I can transfer back soon. I hope so. That'll happen if Dad's job isn't extended.
So once I got back home around 9:30am I decided to play around on the net for a few hours. Then, after those few hours I played some awsome DDR for an even longer period of time. I'm going to attempt to hone my DDR skills. I like beling able to play it really fast and have people be happy with my performance. I don't like it when there are people who are better than I am at anything. That's kind of a bad thing, isn't it? Oh well. I'll try. I really think that those DDR people that I met at the mall yesterday had no life and all...but what they did with that game was amazing. Who cares if that's all they think about? It's something to think about at least. I guess that I need something like that because I don't plan on making friends here. I'm actually going to TRY to not make any friends. Lets see how that turns out.
List of What to Bring Back From Home This Weekend:
[ ]guitar
Signing up for school was a process which consisted of car doors, folders, & computers. Information was transferred and so was sweat, ink, and stress.
My new school has uniforms. I get to blend in. Navy blue & white polo shirts with khakis will take up the rest of my closet space. Excitement. When I went to school in Miami I had to wear similar uniforms. You see, this is what happens when the media tells our youth that baggy pants, short skirts, and bling are 'cool'. I suppose that you could call my school...ghetto. However, it's really big. I sorta liked it other than the part where I have to take health again.
I miss Chattahoochee. I'm afraid of getting shot at this school. Maybe I can transfer back soon. I hope so. That'll happen if Dad's job isn't extended.
So once I got back home around 9:30am I decided to play around on the net for a few hours. Then, after those few hours I played some awsome DDR for an even longer period of time. I'm going to attempt to hone my DDR skills. I like beling able to play it really fast and have people be happy with my performance. I don't like it when there are people who are better than I am at anything. That's kind of a bad thing, isn't it? Oh well. I'll try. I really think that those DDR people that I met at the mall yesterday had no life and all...but what they did with that game was amazing. Who cares if that's all they think about? It's something to think about at least. I guess that I need something like that because I don't plan on making friends here. I'm actually going to TRY to not make any friends. Lets see how that turns out.
List of What to Bring Back From Home This Weekend:
[ ]guitar