Day 2 of Junior Year finished!
Today, was well… It was a mix between good and bad.
I came a couple minutes early today! So I went to my second period class, because today was an even day (Periods 2, 4, 5, 6, and 8). I walked and sat down in the classroom and I noticed the teacher. It was a lady. I was confused because on my schedule it said that my teacher was a man. I thought maybe he was out sick or something. Then, there was an announcement on the intercom…. Apparently we were supposed to go to homeroom before going to 2nd period. It was funny on my part, I just slyly walked out of the room, heading to my homeroom.
Homeroom was… something else. We were going to have a practice fire drill and let me just say this. It’s a big school. There are a lot of students. The teachers name the hallways and the outside areas, and I still don’t know their names. Our teacher told us we were going to the large practice field. I have no idea what or where that is. I do what I always do in these situations, find a classmate that’s ahead of me and go where they’re going. It’s always worked for me, except for this time.
On the stairwell, my homeroom teacher was a few steps behind me. I got outside and I was lost. You’ve never known lost until you see a group a people, not a group, a heard, a crowd, a war of people. I tried following this kid but he was one of those don’t follow the rules kid. Then I saw another kid, who was a smart one, but he was lost too and I didn’t just want to creepily follow behind him. I went to go search for my group but no luck. It kind of comforted me that I wasn’t the only student that was lost. But my anxiety hated it.
Then the bell rang for 2nd period. I was kind of happy because I knew my best friend would be in this class as well. 2nd period was Modern World. I haven’t been the best at social studies. but since last year I’ve actually been doing better! Freshmen year, I got a c in U.S. History. But I got an A in Government. I just don’t really have a strength in history based concepts. The teacher was funny, but I just have this off feeling about him. He called me out in class. He called out a lot of people, but I don’t know, I’m not sure yet. Another one of my friends were in this class so that was really, really nice.
4th period was Algebra 2. It’s so weird, the teacher is the same one as my Algebra 1 teacher in Freshman Year. It was the same classroom too, so it was like a flash in the past. She’s really chill and cool, she makes math less of a headache and makes the concepts easy to learn. But the people. I knew two people in that class. I thought they were friends, but they were just fake friends. The only time they said hello was to get help. I don’t really like the people, but I really like the teacher. Hopefully, it’ll get better in the future.
8th period was an AP English class. The teacher was very… extraordinary. The kids were talking kind of loud and when he first started talking, wrong word, started yelling I thought at first he was going to tell everyone to shut up. But then he just started shouting “OK I HAVE 2 STORIES TO TELL YOU.” Then he just started telling narratives. He’s very… unique? He has these voices when reading something and he talks excitably when reading. Lol, he didn’t even introduce his name or the class until 30 minutes in.
We also went to go take pictures during 8th period and this girl and I we were in this line, but then the people in front of us went into a different line and we thought we were in the wrong line. So, she and I went in this other line… and it took FOREVER. Then, the majority of our class left, there were only like 4 of us in there that was in the same class. Then 2 got their picture taken and left. Then it was only the girl and I. My anxiety was just overflowing at this point. But the girl being there kind of helped me. She talked to me and I talked to her. She started talking about how our class left and how the line wasn’t moving, and it made me feel that I wasn’t alone in this situation. Ok, the line was still not moving at this point. So we literally got in the line that we were in in the first place. And it was literally faster, the 2nd line was still at the same amount of people. We got our pictures and ID’s and we went back to class. It wasn’t that bad knowing that I wasn’t alone in this.
One of my friends were in my English class but I wasn’t really sure what she considered me. All of my friends from last year kind of forgotten about me, and I was scared to just go up to her and say hello. Well, at the end of class she noticed me and she was surprised and happy. She scolded me for not telling her I was across the room. I knew. I knew she was a friend at that moment. She told me that I was going to sit next to her last class and she was going to tell the whole class that I was her friend. She just made my day so much better.
As you can see, my day wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t that good either. But through it all, I tried to stay positive. I tried not to blame God for something bad that happened to me, but I do tend to do that. It’s weird that I kind of did that today, because one of the stories our teachers told us was a story about a man who had everything taken away from him. His home, his crops, his animals, his wife, his kids, yet he still thanked God. He thanked God even in his bad moments, even when everything got taken from him. Even though my day started bad it ended good.
I learned a lot today. I’m really going to try this year. I’m not going to give up just because my mind says to. I’m going to get through it. I’m going to work my hardest to stay strong, and even in my broken moments I won’t give up and dig myself into my hole. I’ll try. I’ll fight. I want to survive. I want to make it. I don’t want to give up too easily.
A roller coaster turns up and down and around and upside down, but in the end you always come back safely to the ground. Through the twists and turns, you always make it through.