It's amazing. I used to be nervous for the first day of school. This year, I'm just annoyed.
That probably sounds bad. But, it's true.
Basically, I wake up early, scrounge to find a parking spot, go to classes where the teachers almost always annoy me, get assigned a stack of homework that doesn't teach me anything, eat a lunch that hardly qualifies as food, try not to get run over in the stampede out the door at the end of the day, check my car for scratches, try to get out of the parking lot with out getting hit.
Sounds like a great day huh?
.sigh.
I know I probably sound like I'm complaining alot. School isn't actually that bad. It seems like my class has finally evolved into semi-respectful human beings. That is until the last period of the day. That's when the itching starts. Fingers start tapping on the tops of desks. All eyes slowly migrate to the clock. All hope is lost for any information to set into our easily distracted minds. Those poor teachers. We're all just waiting. Waiting for freedom. Freedom known as 3:33pm.
But then again, they can't really blame us. They say the junior year is the hardest.
Although I'm not really sure how you can judge that.
Every year you develop a little more. You can never really judge which class has it the hardest. You have different classes, different teachers, different stress. I feel every year is equally hard.
I have a friend who is a senior this year. Just one year ahead of me. If I ever say anything about something being hard she simply shouts at me, "You think your classes are hard?! Try being in my classes!"
You know what? Some day I will. And my classes are hard for my level of school. You can't compare these things, and I'm tired of people trying to.
Another thing. I'm also tired of being generalized with my class. This morning I was told, "You juniors need to learn how to park! There is so much space between the cars that a bunch more people could have fit!"
Do not generalize me. I parked fine. Please scold the people guilty of said infringement. There's nothing I can do about the parking situation. Thank you.
Only 175 days left.
Monday, August 17, 2009
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bahaa.
ReplyDeletei totally know who your talking about in the second to last paragraph.