How the HELL?

I think today is the first day that I actually realize that I start high school tomorrow.

Up until now, I was unable to grasp the concept.? I understood it, but I didn’t really…understand it.? Now, I’m beginning to understand it, but not without some doubt.? Where did my summer vacation go?? It seems like just yesterday I was talking to Mrs. Bridner during ninth period, and then having to make it through the big crowd of people right outside the doors, and then walking home through the woods.

Where did all that go?

But, most importantly, where did nine years go?? I remember walking into kindergarten, meeting Chelsea, playing with her, walking home from my first day of first grade. It’s amazing how time flies!

When I think about this exciting new journey I’m about to embark on, I can’t help but think what the hell am I doing?!?!.

I guess I’m about to find out.

2 Comments

  1. caroline
    Posted August 27, 2006 at 11:41 am | Permalink

    i was so sad that im so “old” now i cried last night

  2. briana
    Posted August 28, 2006 at 4:21 pm | Permalink

    okay so as i step up to my soapbox (totally stealing it from cara), i have something i shall pass down. knowledge from an upperclassman to the poor little freshie, aka you.
    as i’m sitting in my drama class (all freshmen except for me and kelsey), and i come to realize (in about the first 10 minutes of class), that these freshmen, sitting around me, never shut up. and when they do talk, it’s either unnessary giggling, or to ask stupid questions.
    now my advice i’m passing on, is that high school may seem rough, confusing, and HUGE (!!), but if you have a question, think to yourself “would ms debbie think my question is stupid?” and if the answer is yes, then wait till after class to ask. because otherwise, you’ll get laughed at by the upperclassmen.
    okay off my soapbox now…

    hope you had fun on your first day of tortur— i mean, HIGH SCHOOL!
    –bri–

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