First Day of High School

I left with one feeling, and came back with another.

My sister and I left very early in the morning, while the sun was coming up, to wait for the bus to school. Quite excited I was, as well as nervous. But later on in the day, when it felt like it had been a week since I arrived there, I wasn't all that excited anymore. I noticed that it was all so quick. I didn't know what books to bring to which classes, and we are not allowed to take our book bag inside the class. You would have to put the bag into the locker and take which book you'd need. Since I didn't know, I carried stuff to classes that I didn't use, because, I guess I didn't need them. And when I decided not to carry books and such to the class since it seemed I wouldn't need them, I did need them. I didn't understand a lot of the things, because they just didn't explain it well.

Aside from all that, they were all so fast. You weren't allowed to use the restroom while everyone was in their classes. Once the bell rang, you could-- but as soon as you get there, it rings again, idicating that it is time to go to the next class. And as forgetful as I am, I couldn't get my locker open fast enough either. I felt like I was bound to explode. I even missed lunch, because I was busy with the locker and I was lost as well.

The school has great teachers, but it doesn't have a good system. Their obvious motto seems to be, "We treat you like an adult" because they say it so often. I really dislike this though, I don't really want to be treated like an adult! People often say that they wish they were in their teenage years. And to enjoy being a kid while you still can. But pushing this, "getting you ready for college"' just doesn't seem right. My mom says college is way more relaxed, that it's like a vacation compared to high school.

The school has too many rules, and if you break one you get detention. It's all so-- fast and crowded. Too quick for my own mind. I really don't look forward to going tomorrow, or ever again, really. I'd rather be around my annoying little sisters, reading my sister's big math book(I hate math), and do that homeschool thing on the computer everyday, then go back to that high school.

At the high school I met this girl, I don't know her name or anything, but she was homeschooled too. She said she was crying a lot of the time, because of how the school was. You get detention for almost everything. And a lot of the important reasons I have forgotten. Which means I'm supposed to do something or I'll get detention-- but I forgot what I was supposed to do!

Just writing about the school upsets me. It is a big step if you didn't go to the town's elementary and middle school before going to the town's high school.

*Sigh.*

-Beck