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[im using the first letter of everyones name since you cant use first names]
6:30am BEEP BEEEEEEEEEP! Too tired, find snooze button
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6:45 BEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEp. Still tired. But I have to get up! Just close my eyes a little longer
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R WAKE UP ITS 7!”
now im up, frazzled. Throw on a tank top and my favorite jeans. Brush teeth wash face. Hair and makeup. Run downstairs. No time to make lunch. Need to get 5 bucks from dad. I give a ride to E. She always stares at me weird when im late. Pack my bag. Do I have everything? Binder, .math textbook, snack to gnaw on in the car, yes okay im ready to go.
Silent ride to school. My eyes still drowsy. Leave the car. Big security guard stops traffic so we can cross. He has a towel on his shoulder, for what I don’t know. Sweat maybe? Ew. Or maybe its to whip kids with if they don’t follow the rules. Just kidding, I don’t know his name. that’s annoying.
Get in school. It’s a mad rush. Everyone saying hi, hugging everyone. “R!, You look cute!, Heyyy!” get my stuff for first period and go.
I forget to do my warmup, ms.L reminds me though. Suddenly Ms.L says were changing seats. im happy because right now i sit next to no one. I like my new seat because i can still get my work done and sit next to someone nice[: Science goes by fast because we do a bunch of these mini-labs about air pressure. it was actually pretty fun.
Gym next, I drop off my stuff and get my gym clothes. I walk down with my friends, and i wonder why our school isnt connected to our gym. it takes forever to get there and back and my 5th period teacher always gets mad at me. its so annoying. in the locker room, it smells like crap, like sweaty clothes eww. Gym went by pretty slow. it was choices because it rained and there was supposed to be a storm. We played one game of handball, we lost. Then we played a game of soccer, and we got bored of that. Then we went to the weight room for the rest of the period. It’s so hot in there. then we trudged all the way back up the hill so we could make it to 5th period on time…
Ms.Z. boring spanish vocabulary for an hour and a half. got in trouble for my spaghetti straps. she was going to send me to the counslers office, but luckily Z gave me her sweatshirt. I dont know why people care that much about the dress code. No kids care if they see your shoulder or a bra strap. its so dumb. And there are no shorts that go past my fingers. Well there are but I look like a freak in them. So when i wear shortshorts i always bring jeans or something. It seems like the clocks gears are jammed by a bug or something because the second ticker is moving so slow JUST RING ALREADy. my stomach is growling by now. so i bring snacks to school to eat. I have low blood sugar. but some really annoying teachers dont let me eat/drink in class. why i dont know. i guess they think my lemonade is vodka. i would just drink it at lunch anyways.
DINGDINGDING.LUNNNNNNCH! yes.
food.loud.pulling chairs out from under people.long lunchline. 15 chairs around a table that supposed to have 8. same table as always. laughing. planning.talking.chatting.happiest part of the day. not looking forward to 7th period ewww. chorus.
Here i am in 7th period. bored as a beached whale. stupid breathing exercises. do re mi fa so la ti stupid.i hate it, i left the counsler a note. dont know if she’ll let me and A switch though. the teacher has this microphone connected to a fannypack with a speaker. weird much? again it feels like theres a dumb little bug holding the gears of the clock from turning. AHHHHGG. i just want to leave….
DINGDINGDING.
guess the bug died.
ffreeeedom[:
its raining! i love rain. except when i have to walk home in it….

Filed by two19 at September 13th, 2007 under Uncategorized



I really liked your story,i found that it describes the humdrum of school well,you managed to make boroing,interesting.I wrote a post about it on my blog at two14.learnerblogs.org/

   two14 — April 25, 2008 @ 5:56 am

HEY! Incredible stories and very good descriptive words. You should write more short stories. :)

   Caroine Montgomery — May 1, 2008 @ 11:48 am

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