First day of school stuff was boring, but that's understandable. Homeroom had me sitting around Kristen, Danica, Marcy, Rica, sis, and Randy (Lauren's friend from Centennial) were we chatted about miscellany.
Trigonometry first thing in the morning. Not a good thing for my brain. Sat next to Christine and compared our schedules. Apparently we're stuck in all the same classes except for her Journalism and my Psychology. Our teacher seemed as dull and annoying (not to mention a slave-driver) as reported by everyone who had her before us. A worksheet due tomorrow.
Walked with Christine to US History AP. Was surrounded by a Nikki, an Adrienne, and an Emmelle. Our teacher seems amazing at the moment; we share the same cynical sense of humor (except hers isn't as dark as mine) and she's found of cracking jokes. Yay. Then again, I get my book for the class tomorrow. Which is quite heavy.
American Lit. next, and again I walked with Christine. Sat in the corner by Adrienne, Christine, Mary, etc. The class... at the moment still stands neutral. We got our books which I lugged around for the rest of the day, as well as pictoral name-tags due tomorrow. On a plus side, Flavey's in that class so that's very cool.
Japanese III next, and it seems like we're actually learning stuff this year with our college-level textbooks. The remaining third-year Japanese speakers joined together into one semi-small class, as well as four fourth-year students. Including Bobby. Randy was there as well, and sensei tried to get him to introduce himself to the class, but he was shy and said nay. Oh, and no more workbooks.
Split ways with Christine to go to my Psychology class, and ended up sitting next to (another) Kristin, Adrienne, and BUM. Our teacher seems far different from the supposedly-sexist monster I heard about; she's friendly and quite funny while remaining strict at the same time.
Mid-class we broke for lunch, where Karen met up with me and I began her infusion into the anime group. Forgot to introduce her to half of the group though. Oops. DJ came over at some point to chat a bit and enlist our help in finding his boyfriend. Didn't happen. Later we headed over to his little group, but didn't get much talk time in before the bell rang.
The rest of Psychology was spent talking to Kristin about her dog that she put to sleep, euthanasia, etc. And she's suppose to be the happy one.
Walked with her to Physics where we sat by Flavey. Chatted incessantly after getting our paperwork out of the way (mainly about my newly approved "gay" shirt) and other stuff. Jim was sitting behind us with Christine and again a sharp-tongued greeting. Joey in his salmon-pink shirt, Gerard, Sean, Mikey, etc. were there as well.
Art is going to be hell this year. Not only am I stuck in a class with two very disagreeable people, but the class is rather large. Michaels was pissy last year with her small class, and now that we've doubled... all hell will break lose. First homework assignment of the year: four thumbnails for a scratchboard piece and an article concerning Sept. 11th. Joy. Combining two subjects I purposely avoid being passionate about. But a grade is a grade.
Back to home room, chatted with Randy some more about his Mustang, and we were off.
Oh, and people were constantly pointing out that I was almost literally half the man I was. The comments are flattering, but they're a bit unsettling as well. Guess that's what I should expect when I wear a semi-tight shirt.
Didn't fair too well with sis though. I could tell that she was holding back her depressive/jealous emotions whenever anyone came up to her demanding to know my secret. Grandma drove the final stake home when she commented that sis wasn't eating "probably because she is sooo BIG!" So sis just got a glass of water and went upstairs instead.
But yes, time to get to that homework.
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