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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I’m Hannah, and I’m here to tell you that high school sucks.</description><title>Freshman Academy: 101 Reasons High School Sucks</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @freshmenacademy)</generator><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Sophomore Slump. </title><description>&lt;a href="http://sophomoreslump-.tumblr.com/"&gt;Sophomore Slump. &lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;All those who wish to continue on with me to the next school year, above is the link for the next blog. It’s generally the same idea, but for Sophomore year. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(And yes, the title is stolen from Fall Out Boy because a) I have a slight obsession right now and b) I’m uncreative.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/833981405</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/833981405</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 19:56:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Summer's here. Last post.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I know that I basically gave up on this blog a month or so ago, but I promised myself that I&amp;#8217;d write this last post. I&amp;#8217;m contemplating keeping this blog throughout high school, or maybe even just creating a new one for sophomore year- who knows. I&amp;#8217;ll keep those who care posted about it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways, like I said. I&amp;#8217;ve been promising myself I&amp;#8217;d write one last post when the school year ended- something meaningful, important, worthwhile. Some kind of parting advice, newfound wisdom. I&amp;#8217;ve had a hard time coming up with something, but as these last weeks flew by, I figured it&amp;#8217;d come to me- I figured on the last day it&amp;#8217;d hit me, when it sunk in that this was really it. However, it hasn&amp;#8217;t yet. I still can&amp;#8217;t believe I won&amp;#8217;t be goofing off in math with Gates and Megan anymore, I can&amp;#8217;t believe I won&amp;#8217;t be sitting through Spanish class with Mrs. Bottoms, I can&amp;#8217;t believe I won&amp;#8217;t have to listen to Coach Trentham bitch at us anymore. I feel like I&amp;#8217;m still going to go back on Monday, like I&amp;#8217;ll have to deal with a whole new unit in Physics and worry about what Ms. Payne had to say about the essay I wrote over &lt;em&gt;Tom Sawyer&lt;/em&gt;. (Which, for the record, was very rushed and sucked.) But I&amp;#8217;m not going back to school on Monday, and even when I do get back to school, everything will be entirely different. New classes, new teachers, new standards. I can&amp;#8217;t wrap my mind around it. It&amp;#8217;s just too weird. It&amp;#8217;s like I&amp;#8217;m starting high school all over again- the schedule I had was the only thing I was really familiar with. The day wasn&amp;#8217;t at all closurey, but I&amp;#8217;ll attempt to make this post that way as best I can.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know, overall, this hasn&amp;#8217;t really been a bad year. This time last year I worried about high school. I was worried I wouldn&amp;#8217;t make friends, worried what people would think about me- about how I looked, what I said, who I was friends with, what music I listened to, what clothes I wore, and so on. Not anymore. I discovered that, at high school- much like in the real world- nobody &lt;em&gt;cares&lt;/em&gt;. Honestly, the person across the room isn&amp;#8217;t going to give you a second thought unless you personally go up and bring yourself into their attention. And even then they&amp;#8217;re not going to care about you- not unless you give them a good reason to. In all the grades leading up to high school, there was always someone there who looked out for you- a friend, a teacher, a guidance councilor, a principal, someone. But you don&amp;#8217;t get that anymore. Friends have to worry over looking after themselves, school administrators have thousands of kids to deal with, and to just about everyone else, you&amp;#8217;re just a face in a crowd. Someone they don&amp;#8217;t know and probably won&amp;#8217;t ever know and don&amp;#8217;t care to know. But, hey, you learn to deal. And sometimes it&amp;#8217;s nice- if you&amp;#8217;re sad, you don&amp;#8217;t have to fake a smile in order to avoid confrontation. If you&amp;#8217;re so happy you just want to dance down the hallway, no one&amp;#8217;s going to make you talk about it, about why. They might briefly think you&amp;#8217;re a freak, but they won&amp;#8217;t get any deeper than that- too much effort. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, in one day at the high school, I want to kill myself about ten times. It&amp;#8217;s never anything serious- I never get past the initial thought of &amp;#8216;oh god, please just let me die&amp;#8217;. There&amp;#8217;s no how, no where, no when planned. None of that. Because you know what? Life goes on. It doesn&amp;#8217;t seem like it will whenever something really shitty is happening to you, but trust me, it&amp;#8217;s true. For every bad moment, there&amp;#8217;s a couple of good ones. For every time you want to cry, there&amp;#8217;s a couple of times that you&amp;#8217;re about to pee your pants from laughing so hard. I&amp;#8217;m not going to say that there&amp;#8217;s a compliment for every insult- because there&amp;#8217;s not. But you just learn to move on from it, to not dwell on what people say to you. To get over it. Everything is so fast pace that you don&amp;#8217;t have a choice. One minute you&amp;#8217;re upset that some girl in math class said you were ugly, the next you&amp;#8217;re worrying over the newly assigned homework. One minute you&amp;#8217;re feeling sorry for yourself because it seems like your friend picks her boyfriend over you every time, the next you&amp;#8217;ve forgotten all about that and are having a conversation with her. You just move on. And by the end of the day, I&amp;#8217;m always in an awful mood. It&amp;#8217;s a lot of emotion to deal with in one day, and I&amp;#8217;m exhausted, I have to deal with the homework, I have to worry over grades, I&amp;#8217;m sulking over how sucky band class was. But then I get home, I take a shower, and I get on the computer for a while. I talk to Erica and find funny videos and pictures and jokes and other internet-y things. I listen to a song that puts me into a good mood. I watch CSI or write or read. I make plans and find something to look forward to. And then I&amp;#8217;m okay again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What was the point of telling you this? Well, this is my newfound wisdom. Really, most of the time, high school sucks. It really, really sucks. The title of this blog isn&amp;#8217;t deceiving. I&amp;#8217;ve easily provided you with over one hundred and one reasons (okay, so only two over, but whatever), and I could probably still list more reasons if I wanted to dwell on the bad like that. But at the end of the day, it&amp;#8217;s over. Once Friday hits, it&amp;#8217;s over. When summer gets here, it&amp;#8217;s over. No matter what happens, it&amp;#8217;s over when the last bell rings. My advice: Don&amp;#8217;t give up on any of it. No matter how hopeless you feel, time still passes. People and circumstances change and life goes on. I&amp;#8217;d be lying if I didn&amp;#8217;t say it was hard sometimes, but just hang in there. You&amp;#8217;ll get your good moments. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/634811849</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/634811849</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2010 12:24:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It will seriously bother me for the rest of my life if I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l19eb3o9S51qzxumgo1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will seriously bother me for the rest of my life if I don’t pull this up by the &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; point. I’m kind of having panic attacks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25: Don’t obsess over grades. I know I do, but it’s not healthy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would blog about school today, but I’m tired out of my mind. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/539895502</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/539895502</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 23:42:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Tuesday, April 20. (Day 26.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26: Really, though, don&amp;#8217;t be so quick to write people off. Don&amp;#8217;t judge a book by its cover. I can&amp;#8217;t tell you how many people I looked at the first day and thought &amp;#8220;I won&amp;#8217;t like her/him&amp;#8221; or &amp;#8220;that kid&amp;#8217;s annoying&amp;#8221; or &amp;#8220;ooh, she&amp;#8217;s so cool&amp;#8221; and things along those lines. If you do that, you will most likely end up wrong about people. I was wrong about almost everyone. Just give people a chance to show you who they are before you decide exactly who they are- it isn&amp;#8217;t your choice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was even more laid back than yesterday. It might have been the rain, or the fact that half the school was stoned out of their mind, or the fact I got out of first period, or even the motivational speaker man we listened to. He was hilarious, by the way. I loved his talk thing. I was thinking about maybe going on Wednesday or Thursday to listen to him at church, but I don&amp;#8217;t know. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Since I didn&amp;#8217;t have math today I didn&amp;#8217;t have to worry about doing the homework in Spanish class, so I was actually able to pay attention and participate. History was another story, but mostly because I have no interest in Napoleon. I&amp;#8217;m probably going to bomb the quiz tomorrow, but whatever. It&amp;#8217;s chill. I didn&amp;#8217;t have a lot of homework today, and what I did was finished in class. We had a lab again in Physics, which took up almost the entire class. I didn&amp;#8217;t really pay much attention, but Philip helped me fill out the lab report. He&amp;#8217;s really nice. But anyways. Band wasn&amp;#8217;t boring for once. I actually did &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; on my solo thing!!!!!! It was like the highlight of my month, not totally screwing everything up. And I spent the rest of the hour talking to Zander and then later joking around with him and Thomas. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/536847895</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/536847895</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Apr 2010 19:50:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Monday, April 19th. (27 Days.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve decided to just start counting down to the last day seeing as I don&amp;#8217;t know what day I&amp;#8217;m on now. I really do apologize about that. Also, to end the year on a more positive note I&amp;#8217;ll start giving advice instead of reasons it sucks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27: All incoming Freshmen out there who might read this, don&amp;#8217;t spend your summer worrying over high school. It&amp;#8217;s really not a big deal at all. It&amp;#8217;s the same as middle school, but bigger, and the people are fucking hilarious most of the time. You&amp;#8217;ll have a good time, trust me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was actually pretty laid back. We&amp;#8217;re not exactly in end-of-the-year-slacker mode, it&amp;#8217;s more of that we&amp;#8217;re just trying to get through these last few weeks without too much of a struggle. I&amp;#8217;m actually starting to pay attention in class again so that I&amp;#8217;ll be ready for all these end of course exams, and it&amp;#8217;s not as bad as I thought. Today was the first time I&amp;#8217;ve paid attention in math class instead of read in ages, and I didn&amp;#8217;t fall asleep or zone out more than once. I&amp;#8217;m mildly concerned about my Spanish grade because it&amp;#8217;s one point below an A, but I&amp;#8217;m hoping to miraculously obtain a ton of oral points and pull my grade up. I started paying attention in that class, too. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now that the student practicum teaches instead of Coach Trentham, History really isn&amp;#8217;t all that bad. I&amp;#8217;m not constantly stressing out over homework, I&amp;#8217;m able to take good notes, and I actually understand what we&amp;#8217;re talking about. English class has gotten to be fun lately, too. Ms. Payne is in such a great mood for whatever reason, and I&amp;#8217;m actually pretty decent at this grammar work. We just finished&lt;em&gt; A Midsummer Night&amp;#8217;s Dream&lt;/em&gt; (I got a 100 on both the study guide and the test over it), and we&amp;#8217;re starting &lt;em&gt;The Odyssey&lt;/em&gt; next week. In Physics I&amp;#8217;m finally getting the hang of keeping up with all my stuff for the notebook, and it seems like we just have labs most every day. I have fun talking to Philip and Mason, and the class doesn&amp;#8217;t really suck anymore. Band, however, is still Band. I&amp;#8217;ve been saying that since the beginning of the year/this blog, and it still proves to be true. I&amp;#8217;m kind of worried about solo/assembles test, but I&amp;#8217;m trying not to stress out over it. I can&amp;#8217;t wait until marching band starts up again, and I won&amp;#8217;t have to worry about band as a class next year.  God, summer is so close. I just need to get through these next few weeks. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/534024590</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/534024590</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 17:02:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm terribly sorry</title><description>&lt;p&gt;That I haven&amp;#8217;t updated this blog in such a long time. I&amp;#8217;ve let two months pass by without one entry, and I really do apologize. In all honesty, I think it&amp;#8217;s because I was at that point in the year where each day blended with the other and nothing exciting was happening anymore. When I got home, I was too exhausted to go through and type about my day. Aside from that, I just wanted to forget it. It was boring and I&amp;#8217;ve been spacey and not really all there. I had homework and my writing and all that kind of stuff, so I just didn&amp;#8217;t feel like bothering with it. With six weeks left, though, I kind of want to start this back up again. I get a feeling I might have let too much time pass, though. But I&amp;#8217;m kind of afraid I&amp;#8217;ll always regret it if I end up not starting it up again- I&amp;#8217;m so close to the end of the school year, so close to having recorded (nearly) every day of my Freshman year. I might actually want to go back and read this one day (it seems like something an old person would like), but I don&amp;#8217;t know. I want your opinions. Do I want to stop updating, or should I give it another go?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/516768347</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/516768347</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2010 19:37:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Since apparently it needs to be clarified. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not bragging about my grades. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/464464328</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/464464328</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 20:58:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Just sayin’. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kznromQLZ91qzxumgo1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just sayin’. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/464449238</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/464449238</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 20:50:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Tuesday, February 23. (Day 103.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 103: Okay, so let&amp;#8217;s face it. You know it, I know it, we all know it. It&amp;#8217;s a universal fact: High schoolers are stupid and immature. And this in itself gives high school enough reason to suck. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was decent, I guess. I was totally dying this morning from the late night, but by the time second period rolled around I was basically fine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In math class I spent the entire time making an outline and taking notes over a passage from &lt;i&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/i&gt; to write a well developed paragraph over, since I failed to do so last night. Mrs. Hawkins got pretty pissy about it, and at one point forced me to shut the book and pay attention. In Spanish I took an &amp;#8220;ir quiz&amp;#8221; and also wrote said well developed paragraph while we went over homework or something. History class was filled with Coach T&amp;#8217;s lectures, as always, and something kind of funny happened. Austin walked by and hit me with his book in the back and was like, &amp;#8220;Oops.&amp;#8221; And I said, loud enough for people to hear, &amp;#8220;What an accident.&amp;#8221; But everybody though I was talking about Austin as he walked by, because they didn&amp;#8217;t know he hit me. Everyone laughed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During English class I found out that I could&amp;#8217;ve waited a day on the well developed paragraph, because Mrs. Payne extended the due date. We started watching the movie&lt;i&gt; Romeo and Juliet&lt;/i&gt;, and there were actually some decent looking guys playing the characters. Which is always nice. In Physics class we took a test that I most likely bombed, and I finished up the remaining homework. Band sucked again, because we had to spilt into groups and once again Michael and Gates sucked face practically the whole time. Maybe &amp;#8220;I shouldn&amp;#8217;t be looking&amp;#8221;, but it&amp;#8217;s kind of hard to miss, you know? I&amp;#8217;m so tired of being like some emo kid in band half the time because I walk up to Gates and Michael and Gates is like, &amp;#8220;Go away.&amp;#8221; And so I&amp;#8217;m left to go awkwardly stand alone. What happened to friends coming before boyfriends? Maybe it&amp;#8217;s a little much to ask, but I&amp;#8217;d like for band to not suck again. I&amp;#8217;m not asking for full out fun, just a little company.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/407861558</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/407861558</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 19:04:07 -0500</pubDate><category>I got a little personal with this one.</category><category>Okay.</category><category>Day 103.</category></item><item><title>Monday, February 22. (Day 102.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 102: You get a handful of snow days, people come back with no clue how to walk in the hallways. This always presents itself as a problem. I was completely knocked over today, not to mention ran into at least seven times. I must be invisible or something.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today wasn&amp;#8217;t nearly bad as I thought it would be, coming back after that long long spell of snow days. I haven&amp;#8217;t actually had to go to school a full week since before winter break. I get the feeling we won&amp;#8217;t be getting out anymore, though. And we&amp;#8217;re already going to have to make up the snow days. Anyways.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We took this weird Benchmark test in math on the computers today, and it was actually hard. I don&amp;#8217;t usually have any trouble at all with math, but some of the questions completely stumped me. I was running out of time at the end and I ended up having to guess on a few of them just to get through. It made me sad, I didn&amp;#8217;t even get to talk to Gates the entire class. Though during the pledge she decided next time we&amp;#8217;re going to stand up and do the whole Nazi thing instead of putting our hand over our hearts. As for Spanish class, we had a trivia quiz today. I memorized them right before the quiz, and I really only forgot two or three of the answers. I spent half of the class listening to Tucker go on about breaking his hand, the other talking about how stupid the whole third/fourth nine weeks thing is. In History class we watched a video over the Crusades and then listened to Coach T ramble on about various unrelated things and his yogurt. I made Hannah takes notes over the video for me because I wanted to zone out, but I ended up accidentally paying attention to the video anyways.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In English class we spent most of the time going over the end of course practice, which included anagrams today. Afterward we discussed Act II of Romeo and Juliet, and apparently I&amp;#8217;m supposed to find an excerpt of what I find to be &amp;#8220;pretty language appealing to the senses&amp;#8221; and write a well developed paragraph about it. On a side note, Nathan Nelms cracks me up in that class. Anyways. In Physics we had this Asian sub, and her accent was so bad we could hardly understand anything she said. I felt bad for her, because everyone&amp;#8217;s immature and they all made fun of her. Luckily she didn&amp;#8217;t have to talk too much, because all we had to do was watch a video over the periodic table and record twenty-five facts the video shared. It was kind of funny. The people who were supposed to be the one column were being all slutty. And then Lauren let me coy the vocabulary from straight off her paper instead of having to look up the words. In band today, the percussionists got to go clean the storage room thing, which basically meant that I got to watch Michael make out with Gates, practically the entire time. I&amp;#8217;m not even kidding. They must&amp;#8217;ve made out for at least twenty minutes. And at one point I was sitting in a chair and they came and made out practically on top of me to piss me off. And it did. His hands were all over her and it was just&amp;#8230; gross. I&amp;#8217;ve decided I might not take band as a class next year.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways. Today wasn&amp;#8217;t as bad as I thought it&amp;#8217;d be. The only thing that&amp;#8217;s been getting me through is my promise to let myself take a nap when I get home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How was your day?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/405738071</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/405738071</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 18:38:13 -0500</pubDate><category>Day 102.</category><category>Also this is me getting back on track with this</category></item><item><title>Friday, February 5- Tuesday, February 9. (Days 97-99).</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sorry I&amp;#8217;m so behind. I&amp;#8217;ve been a little busy as of late, and it hasn&amp;#8217;t crossed my mind to update this. I will get  better about it after this post, I promise. There havejust been weird days because we went at ten on Monday and then on Tuesday we got out at one and we had snow days all this week and last Friday was hectic. Just let me list some reasons and I&amp;#8217;ll ramble on about something unimportant. Okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 97: Questions out of the History book with answers that aren&amp;#8217;t even mentioned in the text are pretty not cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 98: Outlines for research papers over Shakespeare&amp;#8217;s early life. Guess what? I don&amp;#8217;t careee. Knowing crap about Shakespeare will never ever benefit me in life, I promise. Sigh. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 99: Bleh. Grades are starting to take over my life. I spent the entire day worrying over a Spanish grade that it turned out Mrs. Bottoms had entered onto Power School incorrectly. I need to get a grip. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways. We&amp;#8217;ve had a ton of snow days as of late, so things have been a little crazy. Please forgive me for getting off track.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On a side note, tomorrow is the one hundredth day of school. (When we&amp;#8217;ve actually attended.) And I have to sign up for classes for next year. I still have no clue what to do- Do I want to take AP Euro or Wellness or Creative Writing? If I skip out on band, I can take two of them, but it still leaves a major choice. Sigh. I hope I figure it out before I&amp;#8217;m actually having to sign up.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/385053161</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/385053161</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Feb 2010 00:48:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Thursday, February 4. (Day 96.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 96: Every single time I come back from being sick or snow days or something I have an English quiz that I don&amp;#8217;t know about therefore haven&amp;#8217;t prepared for. Every single damn time. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was actually pretty good. I&amp;#8217;ve been loving all the snow days, and I&amp;#8217;m glad for the ten o&amp;#8217;clock day. I was in such a better mood this morning. I had time to get ready and eat breakfast and all that jazz. And Dani brought me coffee! So I was jittery. Anyways.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways, today. In math class all we did was go over a quiz that I didn&amp;#8217;t take and need to remember to make up tomorrow. Also, I did something awkward. This girl said that she had the same shirt as me, and I said thank you? Yeah, I&amp;#8217;m not sure why. Everybody laughed at me. But it&amp;#8217;s okay. As for Spanish, I turned in my project and we went over stuff for the test on Monday. I always feel really smart in Spanish class, because everybody sitting around me has to ask me about the answers and stuff. But anyways. I have to remember to study for a Geography quiz we have Monday in History, and a test that&amp;#8217;s on Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In English we took a test I definitely didn&amp;#8217;t pass with flying colors. I wasn&amp;#8217;t prepared at all. It kind of sucks. Also, we did more &lt;i&gt;Romeo and Juliet &lt;/i&gt;stuff. Bug surprise there&amp;#8230; In physics I got a bunch of make-up work and we started a lab with like zero time left in class therefore didn&amp;#8217;t finish. As for band, we actually did stuff. It was like, &amp;#8220;Whoa. Being productive.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And that was my day. And now it&amp;#8217;s 11 something and I forgot to take my shower and most of the homework, so I think I&amp;#8217;ll do that now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/371853912</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/371853912</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 00:36:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Wednesday, January 27. (Day 94.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 94: You&amp;#8217;d be surprised how hard it is to walk up three flights of stairs with a twenty six pound backpack when you&amp;#8217;re running of four hours of sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today when I reached the last step and walked onto the third floor, I said, &amp;#8220;Man, it&amp;#8217;s been a long day.&amp;#8221; And Erica just looked at me and said, &amp;#8220;Except it hasn&amp;#8217;t started yet?&amp;#8221; This was pretty much my morning. I was incredibly tired while waiting for the energy drink to kick in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So math was a drag. We just worked on homework during in class. In Spanish I took a quiz which I did decent on, I do believe, and then I worked on math homework for the remainder of the class. In History we did a Who? What? When? Where? And why? thing that took up the entire class. Luckily, we didn&amp;#8217;t have homework.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was very hyper at lunch today. But calm at the same time. It was kind of cool. It makes me want another one of those things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In English we finished up the biography thing of Shakesphere. I had a shit ton of &lt;i&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/i&gt; and Shakesphere related homework I didn&amp;#8217;t do. We had the bitchy old lady sub in Physics today, and Veronica handed out brownies, which was pretty awesome. All we did in the class was watch a Bill Nye movie and get a worksheet. As for band, what else would we do besides play music? I did homework myself, but the class as a whole played music.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a good day. I&amp;#8217;m very happy. At random. I think it was that drink. But now I&amp;#8217;m sleepy. So I&amp;#8217;m closing this up. I hope we have no school tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/357252592</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/357252592</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 22:50:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Tuesday, January 26. (Day 93.) (Day late, sorry.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 93: When you are looking forward to getting somewhere, high school time is the absolute slowest on Earth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The day went by very slowly. I was in a really good mood, even though it hadn&amp;#8217;t even registered in my mind it was concert night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Really, let&amp;#8217;s be frank. I don&amp;#8217;t remember pretty much anything from school. I know I pretty much rushed through all of my homework so that I wouldn&amp;#8217;t have any. I still did, of course. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways. School was okay. (Concert afterwards was awesome.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/356662289</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/356662289</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 16:38:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Monday, January 25. (Day 92.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 92: Shakespearean Literature. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It has been a very very very long day. It was pretty good though, despite the fact that I have a monster headache and my backpack weighs a good thirty pounds. I&amp;#8217;m in a fantastic mood. Probably just because the concert is tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the way to school this morning Kelsey and I rapped, which was horrible, but I couldn&amp;#8217;t stop laughing. It put me in a good mood. We took a test in math today, which I&amp;#8217;m almost one-hundred percent sure I passed with flying colors. (Where did that expression come from, anyways? I&amp;#8217;d love to know. If anyone does, you should share.) I made an outline for my Spanish menu project thing today in Spanish, which I imagine I&amp;#8217;ll have to start eventually. I also took a quiz over some grammar aspect, which I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure I did decently on. Tucker helped me with finishing the English worksheets I wasn&amp;#8217;t able to finish last night, and Nick kept stealing my pen, which was annoying. Also, Tyler flirted with me, which is always fun. In History class, Coach T was being stupid as always. He lectured us about nothing for the first half of class, and then rambled on for another half hour before assigning ten bajillion forevers worth of homework. You gotta love him, eh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today at lunch, I got corn juice on Dani&amp;#8217;s face. During the second half we were all telling jokes, which was pretty amusing. I think my favorite part was when Erik the Mexican told a racist joke&amp;#8230; about Mexicans.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During English we took a test over all that pronoun case stuff, and I finally understood it. But only while taking the test. I don&amp;#8217;t know what it is with me and figuring things out literally last minute. It&amp;#8217;s pretty convenient sometimes, I guess. Also, we started &lt;i&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/i&gt;. It&amp;#8217;s confusing. In Physics class I managed to get all my work down while she was talking, and I reorganized my binder. I really need to go through and organize them all eventually. I have so much graded work I&amp;#8217;ve gotten back jammed into them. As for Band, I once again used the class to do my homework. I got through a lot of it, but then I got distracted by Meg. I had her forge my practice record, which I am going to stop remembering to turn in. It&amp;#8217;s pretty hard now that Marching Band is over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, that was my day. I&amp;#8217;m in a very good mood, actually. I need to finish up some homework and figure out what I&amp;#8217;m wearing to the concert tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/353597752</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/353597752</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 21:36:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Friday, January 22. (Day 91.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 91: Of all classes to get for third period, mine had to be History, so that Coach Trentham can go on for an additional thirty minutes (Seminar time) about whatever he&amp;#8217;s talking about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was better than yesterday, I guess. There isn&amp;#8217;t a reason to complain about today, but likewise there isn&amp;#8217;t a reason to brag about how great it was. It was a regular school day, and thank God it was Friday. I spent most of my classes reading.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During math we had to go to this adoption ceremony, which was pretty cool, I guess, because we didn&amp;#8217;t spend but maybe ten minutes in first period. In Spanish class, I don&amp;#8217;t even really remember what we did. I&amp;#8217;m thinking we went over stuff, and we were assigned this project where we have to make a menu in Spanish. In History I took a reading check quiz (95! :D) and listened (I use this word loosely, though) to Coach Trentham go on about Charlemange for twenty thousand years. I have homework in all of those classes, but I guess that&amp;#8217;s okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During lunch I got through most of the book I&amp;#8217;ve been reading, which I finished about thirty minutes ago. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I probably get yelled at four or five times in English class for reading instead of paying attention. It wasn&amp;#8217;t anything, new, though. Just review, which is what the review assignment is for. I saw no need to pay attention, but Ms. Payne felt differently&amp;#8230; We had a sub in Physics who wasn&amp;#8217;t nearly as the one from yesterday. We were allowed to sit wherever we wanted, and all we did was watch a video then work on assignments. I finished all the homework in class, which was nice. During band we got music assignments and put our uniforms up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know, I still can&amp;#8217;t get over the fact that I can see at least one hundred new faces every day. At the high school, there are so many people I don&amp;#8217;t know. Even just in Freshman academy alone, I&amp;#8217;ll pass four or five someones in the hallway on the way to class and wonder who they are. They&amp;#8217;ll be people I&amp;#8217;ve never even &lt;i&gt;seen&lt;/i&gt; before, it&amp;#8217;s not that I simply don&amp;#8217;t know their name. It&amp;#8217;s so weird. I knew pretty much everyone in my grade at Algood, and quite a few people in the other grades below us. There really wasn&amp;#8217;t a lot of us. And the weird thing is, I think I felt more invisible at Algood than I do at the high school. Like, everyone knew I existed, I&amp;#8217;m sure, but not many people acknowledged it. But at the high school it&amp;#8217;s different, despite the fact I&amp;#8217;m sure there are hundreds and hundreds of kids who have never heard of me before. I think it&amp;#8217;s just that the people who do actually acknowledge me now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;/pointless rambling. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/348034976</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/348034976</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jan 2010 18:42:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Thursday, January 21. (Day 90.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 90: Everything ever. That&amp;#8217;s why it sucks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today sucked. I don&amp;#8217;t want to talk about it in detail. I went to math and slept, I went to Spanish and slept, I went to History and read, I went to English and slept, I went to Physics and read, I went to band and read. There you go. That was my day. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On a side note, I think I&amp;#8217;ve lost hope in all people entirely. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/346477904</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/346477904</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 16:49:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Wednesday, January 20. (Day 89).</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Reason 89: I got ten points taken off my essay for formatting the paper incorrectly.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It was a long day. I kind of moved through it in a daze. Admittedly, not a lot happened. In math we learned how to graph functions. In Spanish I just read and didn&amp;#8217;t pay attention. Took a test in History, got a 96. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I got an hour lunch today. I spent most of the first half of it making up an English test. Anyway.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In English we went over something or another- I&amp;#8217;m unsure just what. I wasn&amp;#8217;t paying attention. In Physics I read more of that book amd took a test I think I did decent on. As for band, more sight reading.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I realize this isn&amp;#8217;t the best as far as posts go, and I apologize. M forgot the laptop so I&amp;#8217;m having to type it on my iPod. Anyways.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In other news, I&amp;#8217;m starting to really miss September.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/345299227</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/345299227</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 22:14:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Friday, January 19. (Day 88.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 88: The days are never ending, sometimes. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a very long day, as predicted. I&amp;#8217;m totally exhausted, though I guess I don&amp;#8217;t have too terribly much of a reason to be. I just am. It&amp;#8217;s just all the late nights and early mornings and trying school days and lack of protein, therefore lack of energy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But anyways. School.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I sat next to Meg in math today because the Sammy girl who sits next to her. So I basically got nothing done and spent the whole time goofing off. It&amp;#8217;s okay, though, because I managed to finish the homework during lunch/English. We got new seats in Spanish and I now sit next to the super cold air conditioning unit right next to the windows. I was dying. But I guess I like it. It&amp;#8217;s very secretive, at least. I could text and get on my iPod a lot easier. As for World History, Coach Trentham went on another one of his rants today. He didn&amp;#8217;t like the responses he got on something or another, so he was teaching us how to write a well-developed paragraph. He even used all the ACT prep time or whatever to go into more detail. I didn&amp;#8217;t mind, though. I just tuned him out and did some extra credit work for his class.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I totally didn&amp;#8217;t even finish my test in English today. Ms. Payne talked for the first half of class and we hardly had anytime and I forgot what a predicate nominative is&amp;#8230; So I have to use the first half of my hour lunch tomorrow to go finish it. Which is always pretty awesome. Also, I accidentally left my favorite purple pen in that class. I could cry&amp;#8230; Physics actually wasn&amp;#8217;t that bad today. We didn&amp;#8217;t really do anything, so I just did my History homework. As for band, we just did a bunch of sight reading. It wasn&amp;#8217;t much of anything. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah, so today was okay. Like I said, though, I&amp;#8217;m exhausted. Which means now it&amp;#8217;s time to make a study guide for History and take a shower and clean my room and eat something and write. Bleh. It&amp;#8217;s a long way til bed time. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/343333856</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/343333856</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:40:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Friday, January 15. (Day 87.)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason 87: People see the need to stand in front of my locker and talk until the warning bell rings, making it impossible to get my books until last minute. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was so-so. Kels actually got us to school on time today, which would be a first. So I was inside before the bell rang for once.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Math went okay. I started talking to that Morgan girl because she really liked my bracelet. She said she&amp;#8217;d pay me if I taught her how to make them like that. I agreed. Oh, and the quiz was a breeze. In Spanish we basically just went over the homework and then to the listening lab. I keep getting the same partner, and we&amp;#8217;re starting to get a little less awkward. I still haven&amp;#8217;t figured out who she is, though. It&amp;#8217;s kind of weird. History was actually interesting today. I don&amp;#8217;t know why. I think it&amp;#8217;s just because I took my notes in purple sparkly pen. Or maybe Russia is interesting. I&amp;#8217;m not too sure. But for whatever reason I didn&amp;#8217;t have too much trouble listening to Coach Trentham ramble on. I don&amp;#8217;t have homework in his class, either. I just need to study for his test.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lunch didn&amp;#8217;t go as planned. It was okay, though. I did get to talk to that English teacher. I didn&amp;#8217;t learn anything new/helpful, though&amp;#8230; I guess I&amp;#8217;m just going to have to wing it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;English was very rushed, as always, and my whole doing homework and studying thing paid off. I got a 100 on the worksheets, and I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure I did good on my quiz. But who knows, I could be wrong. As for Physics, we went to lab today. I had a pretty good time talking to Philip and Miranda. Well, mostly Philip, since Miranda doesn&amp;#8217;t really participate in the conversation at all or appear to even think&amp;#8230; And band was band, of course. Nothing much happened. We played music. Mr. Talbert talked slowly. Michael was a jerk who takes thing sexually, but whatever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a good day. I still can&amp;#8217;t believe it&amp;#8217;s Friday. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/336399099</link><guid>http://freshmenacademy.tumblr.com/post/336399099</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 18:04:19 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
