Everyday school gets closer and closer. And while school isn't the best I am surprised by the amount of school hate I'm seeing on here. Its not that bad is it? School is a magical place where you can find people from all backgrounds and personality types. you have kids that would rather die than fail a test, you have some that didn't know it was possible to pass a test. schools have there shy quiet kids while also having its fair share of loud obnoxious kids. there's normal people, there's weird people, high school has it all. except free lunch and subs. So I am going to share my junior high/high school experiences. I remember in 6th grade when teachers were getting us ready junior high they would talk it up like some scary place. if you forgot your paper they'd look at you real serious and say "you think you can lose your paper in junior high? NO you can't they won't hold your hand over there!" I wouldn't admit it but I was a little nervous because I can lose a paper from time to time. in my mind 7th grade was gonna be 180 days of me losing papers and being yelled at by teachers. turns out they just give you another. who knew. That wasn't all I was nervous about I had countless thoughts of things that could go wrong. Where will I sit in the lunchroom? would I be with people I know? will I get lost? will Griffin bully me? so many questions but not enough answers. So after a year of 6th grade teachers telling me junior high was prison rules I started my first day.
I walked in the building it was huge and I didn't know anyone. first bell rings and I stroll merrily to my class a little nervous it would be full of strangers. luckily my good pal Chase was in there so if it was terrible at least I knew someone. This kid named Chandler was in there was well, I didn't know him but he seemed normal. This post is getting a long so I'll have to continue my legendary stories in another post and tell you good people why high school isn't so bad.
My first was equally as terrifying as yours, Mr. Adams. I walked in the school, didn't know a single person and I had no idea how the schedule system worked. I walked to my keyboarding class, not knowing anyone other than the small amount of people I had gone to elementary school with. I walked into Ms. Freeman's class, and was greeted by a pleasant woman with an infectious smile. I met all the people who would become my friends over the course of the next few years. There was a big, hairy kid, a skinny kid, and a smelly kid with a lying problem. It was a very strange class.
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Yo Jacob, It’s bailey. It’s my 9th comment. I really like reading your blogs only because they make me laugh out loud. Literally. i have no clue why they do but they do. I just woke my dog up laughing because you of. I’m actually excited for school to start. I’m one of the weird ones. Well that’s what people think anyways. But your a cool one.
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