1st period: US History Honors
2nd period: English 10 Honors
3rd period: Business Computer Applications I
4th period: Biology
I've discovered who most of my classmates in first
and second period are (I'm messaging one of my... Errr... Frenemies? to
tell him we have 1st together, and his immediate response was "fuck kill
me now." Thanks Baby Jesus. Love you too.) , but as for third and
fourth, I have next to no idea. I'm guessing that there will be a lot of
freshmen in my third class, and somehow being their upperclassmen gives
me no sense of undeserved superiority. Rather, I'm intimidated by the
likelihood that I won't know anybody in the class, and that it'll be one
of those classes where I'm kind of hiding in the corner the entire
time. Ali also mentioned that there's a possibility that I'll be stuck
with a bunch of Seniors. This totally raises my confidence regarding the
whole deal. I'm so confident that I'm crying in the corner, attempting
to weave an invisibility cloak from my magical tears of social anxiety.
As for fourth period, most, if not all of my classmates will be
sophomores, but so far I only know the identity of three of them, one of
which I'm almost certain has despised me ever since fourth grade. Fun
stuff.
I don't even know anything about the teachers I have. I hear that Murray, my biology teacher is extreeeeemely nice (her appearance reminds me a lot of my sister's friend Lee-Ann, actually), but she's the only one. I know anything about Barkeley, and I'm not even sure if that's my history teacher's name. There are too many "Bark-"s and "Berk-"s in this school and my brain is too little to fit all these similar names in it. Heck, I know maybe three or for Aarons, and I keep wanting to call the last one that I met "Shane," and I'm not entirely sure why. And the only Shane I speak to, I sometimes refer to as "Alternate Reality Alex," because they both at one point had the Midas-afro. Sadly, Shane's hair is now black. BACK TO TEACHERS, I've heard from almost everybody that the English teacher blatantly hates theatre kids, for whatever reason. This concerns me, because the prospect of an English teacher actually disliking me is just... An incredibly foreign concept.
I had to take one final today, as Friday was a snow day. As it turns out, a two-part final detailing the procedure of two construction projects I undertook in Stagecraft takes me 3+ hours to write. Either my speed is comparable to that of a snail, or I was excessively thorough. Possibly both. Mrs. Broderick took a quick look at my essays between grading the finals from her other two classes, and she said I at least started off very well, and was "very succinct," which is funny because usually I just ramble on...
And on...
And on....
And on....
Anyway, hopefully I did awesome on that because I will be twenty different types of proud if I can manage an 'A' in a theatre class. Supposedly they're really hard to get (even though all the other regularly-attending Stagecraft girls had 'A's this year). After that incredibly time-consuming, but not entirely difficult task, I got to bum around in the theater and surrounding areas with four other lovely crazies! Amber, aka my theatre mommy (she and her best friend, Chelsea, "adopted" me when I began doing productions back in eighth grade), Chris and Caitlin, and Justin, a junior whom I'd known of before this year, thanks to a former friend with an extensive dating history, but never realized that he was actually a really nice guy. I let him know what I'd heard of him today while we played "Bullshit" with the other three.
Andrea: "Y'know, before I met you, I heard and thought that you were a total manwhore."
Justin: "Yeah well I kinda am."
Andrea: "And also that you were a complete dick... Then again, it's not always wise to base an initial opinion off of an ex-girlfriend's story, is it?"
Sometimes I swear that chick's dated half the guys in town. Then I realize that I should be a nicer person (but does she really deserve it? ... Okay no. Maybe. I don't care.). But yeah. After having algebra II together and doing several shows, we're pretty good friends now. Weird to think about how sometimes you end up close to the people you only heard about briefly two years ago.
Anyway, we all had a good hug session about how we'll miss each other, now that I don't have classes with Caitlin and Justin, the latter of whom I will likely rarely see, unless we both end up with C Lunch, and don't get to spend half my day with Amber. She's a senior now... To think this is her last semester. She's been the person to keep my skinny, obnoxious butt in line all throughout high school; lately I keep wondering just what the heck I'm going to do without her. Someone, I don't remember who, told me recently that I am inheriting the title of "Asian theatre momma." THIS IS TOO BIG A RESPONSIBILITY FOR ME.
Slightly dreading tomorrow,
Andrea! <3
1 comment:
Good luck on your first day back :)
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