So. I guess it's really not probably a gabajillion (which, by the way, is a number that's bigger than anything you can think of but smaller than infinity) things, because that would take too long. But as a senior who wished some person exactly like me would impart knowledge upon me, I feel I should impart knowledge on a younger counterpart who is exactly like me. If that's you, be grateful.
1. If your locker is in the main commons, be happy.
You probably don't understand quite why you should be happy here, because you got a locker in an incredibly crowded area, full of people and at least three times a fight breaks out right when you're trying to get your Spanish book out and run to your class so you're not late. But actually, it's great to have a central locker because you can easily get to all your classes on time without worrying. Unless you have Spanish and then gym. Then you might be pushing it. But not to worry!
2. Even if you leave class to go the bathroom right as the warning bell rings, you probably won't be late.
The warning bell means you have three minutes, three WHOLE minutes to get there and get back. And three minutes is a longer time than you think. As long as you don't go to the scary bathroom where there is a line for at least six minutes, you shouldn't have a problem.
3. Teachers like it when you say witty things.
Let me amend that. Teachers like it when you say witty, pertinent things without disrupting the class. This certainly does not mean, however, that you must sit in class and stare idly at the board while wishing you could leak a bit of humor into your day. It also depends on the teacher, I suppose, but it makes learning so much more interesting when you can learn to interject your opinions respectfully and humorously. Like when I wrote that my friend R's name was "The Delinquent" and my teacher drew a devil face on her paper. That kind of thing.
4. If you drop something small, like a pencil, it's gone forever.
Please, please, PLEASE don't try to get the pen that you dropped unwittingly on the floor! You'll just disrupt whole traffic flow patterns and people will hate you and want to push you over and trample you and make snide comments just loud enough for you to hear and you'll feel pretty horrible. And you might get injured. Please don't get injured.
5. Learn how to be yourself.
If you put out a personality that's different than the one you are, you'll have to be like that for your entire four years. Unless you want people thinking that you're having a mental breakdown. That's probably not a good idea. But just be yourself, because then the people who like you like that will come to you, and you will go to them. The idea of friendship is based on honesty.
6. If nothing else, it's better than middle school.
I was so surprised at the level of freedom you get in high school. Sure, it's not college, but no longer do you need to be escorted across the street to band. There are probably more people that you like in high school and more classes that are suited to your needs and wants and interests. Plus, you can take AP classes! They are the best. Take them! Take them or I will hunt you down. Warning over. High school is a place to get rid of bad things and take in new, better things! Things that will make you happy! Yay!!
Friday, September 27, 2013
Monday, September 2, 2013
A Day in Paragraphs
First, I woke up. I woke up a little earlier than I usually do. That's why I'm telling you. Because waking up early usually means that something significant is going to happen. Anyway, I woke up. The smell of caramel rolls was wafting through the house, and caramel is a better alarm clock than incessant beeping. My parents think holidays are cause for exciting breakfasts.
When I went into the living room, my two youngest brothers were behaving quite strangely. They were holding hands and dancing like turkeys through the house while singing a hideous rendition of Good King Wenceslas. (You have no idea how long it took me to spell that.) And my mom was going to give them more sugar.
After breakfast, I went into my room. And I checked my email like I do every morning. There was the most exciting email ever! Well, maybe not. But it was still pretty exciting. It was from Luther College. They said that I was an exceptional student and I could apply quickly using their exceptional student application. However, it was not nearly as quickly as I would have hoped. But I don't actually know how long these things usually take. Still. So I applied to my first college! We'll see what happens.
By this time, I was quite hungry. Caramel rolls don't fill you up as much as you might think. But my mother said that we weren't supposed to have lunch because we were going to have an early dinner and we just ate a late breakfast. So I had sour cream and onion chips and Koolaid. That sounds way more healthy than lunch anyway.
After that, I started to play my plague game. It's so hard to kill off the whole world. I was talking to my brother about it, because he's more of an expert at this than I am, (and apparently he has a higher sociopath level than I do, but more on that later) and we discovered that our mother is actually disturbed by this game. I think she should learn the difference between reality and virtual reality.
Then I talked to my friend R on Facebook for the first time in a long time. Apparently she's been busy. But I was sad because I thought she was ignoring me. Unstable person, I am.
She gave me some information about scholarships, and I even applied for them! But these scholarships are harder to learn about than you might think. Sometimes, they lead you to a website, but then the website has absolutely no information about how to apply. They're probably just scams. I don't know.
Then I roasted marshmallows. (Why is marshmallows spelled with an a?) We had s'mores. And we had turkey and mashed potatoes, that I peeled! and green beans. But mostly mashed potatoes. Because those are the best. Obviously.
Finally, I watched some Fringe! Not finally, as in the last thing I did, but as in I waited a super long time to watch it. If I could do one thing in the world that is impossible, I would write a TV series that is as good and as intriguing and suspenseful as Fringe. Maybe I'll do that anyway.
Now I'm listening to country music. (Gah! My friends would be so proud!! After they stopped laughing hysterically at me, of course.) I can't tell if I like it because I like it, or because they like it. People who are friends tend to have more influence over each other. There might actually be a word for that... I'll have to investigate. Remind me. Later.
When I went into the living room, my two youngest brothers were behaving quite strangely. They were holding hands and dancing like turkeys through the house while singing a hideous rendition of Good King Wenceslas. (You have no idea how long it took me to spell that.) And my mom was going to give them more sugar.
After breakfast, I went into my room. And I checked my email like I do every morning. There was the most exciting email ever! Well, maybe not. But it was still pretty exciting. It was from Luther College. They said that I was an exceptional student and I could apply quickly using their exceptional student application. However, it was not nearly as quickly as I would have hoped. But I don't actually know how long these things usually take. Still. So I applied to my first college! We'll see what happens.
By this time, I was quite hungry. Caramel rolls don't fill you up as much as you might think. But my mother said that we weren't supposed to have lunch because we were going to have an early dinner and we just ate a late breakfast. So I had sour cream and onion chips and Koolaid. That sounds way more healthy than lunch anyway.
After that, I started to play my plague game. It's so hard to kill off the whole world. I was talking to my brother about it, because he's more of an expert at this than I am, (and apparently he has a higher sociopath level than I do, but more on that later) and we discovered that our mother is actually disturbed by this game. I think she should learn the difference between reality and virtual reality.
Then I talked to my friend R on Facebook for the first time in a long time. Apparently she's been busy. But I was sad because I thought she was ignoring me. Unstable person, I am.
She gave me some information about scholarships, and I even applied for them! But these scholarships are harder to learn about than you might think. Sometimes, they lead you to a website, but then the website has absolutely no information about how to apply. They're probably just scams. I don't know.
Then I roasted marshmallows. (Why is marshmallows spelled with an a?) We had s'mores. And we had turkey and mashed potatoes, that I peeled! and green beans. But mostly mashed potatoes. Because those are the best. Obviously.
Finally, I watched some Fringe! Not finally, as in the last thing I did, but as in I waited a super long time to watch it. If I could do one thing in the world that is impossible, I would write a TV series that is as good and as intriguing and suspenseful as Fringe. Maybe I'll do that anyway.
Now I'm listening to country music. (Gah! My friends would be so proud!! After they stopped laughing hysterically at me, of course.) I can't tell if I like it because I like it, or because they like it. People who are friends tend to have more influence over each other. There might actually be a word for that... I'll have to investigate. Remind me. Later.
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