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I am a despicable human being. I didn't post on the 7th and now it's been more than a month. Where oh where does the time go?

And to answer that question, I have a story prepared for you.

It all started at 7 am on September 7th (See what I did there? So many 7s!). I woke up, got dressed, etc., preparing for the worst. I knew I wasn't going to like school, so I thought I would make the best of my suffering and at least have a good attitude about it.

So I went upstairs and my dad offered to drive me. Not willing to pass up this opportunity to not exercise, I said sure. On the way there, Dad asked if I wanted anything from Starbucks, since there was a Starbucks extremely close by. I said sure. Stupidly, I got coffee. The barista even asked me if I wanted decaf, and I said no. To this day I have no idea what I was thinking.

I started out just nursing it. Taking little sips now and then. That's how sophisticated people drink coffee, you know. And then the day started.

I sat in the car for about 5 minutes debating with my dad whether I should go or not, and, of course, he won and I went. It was about 7:45 by now, and the next 15 minutes was spent standing in a very large and very thick crowd of people that were signing up for something that I thought was important. I didn't actually get to the front. I think I moved about 6 inches from where I was standing in the first place.

8 'o' clock rolled around and I awkwardly carried my coffee into the gym, where there were bleachers that we, the freshmen, were supposed to sit on. Thankfully, I found Rosetta and her friend Aria and sat with them so I wasn't completely alone. Then we did little trust exercises with all the other freshmen, which was really awkward and didn't help anything. It was around this time when I started downing large mouthfuls of my coffee. Then we met up with our "Link Crew". Apparently this happened because there were too many freshmen and not enough junior/senior volunteers to be their personal "buddies", so we were split into groups with one or two "Link Leaders" who would "help us through our first year in high school". Only one of the people in my group of eleven was a douchebag, and that is also something for which I am extremely grateful.

I believe it was then that we had lunch. I sat with what remained of my old group and pretty much all The Middle School kids who were decent enough (except for Norah), and, to be honest, I didn't have fun at all. And I also couldn't keep still worth crap and my heart was beating and I was sweating like I had just finished running a marathon. Thank you, caffeine. You helped ruin my day.

And then, of course, I had a run-in with Toby. Imagining me insanely hyper and Toby a little more tired than a normal person, this is somewhat how it went:

Toby: Hey, did you find your locker?

Me (fanning myself with my little card of locker info): Yep isitreallyhotinhereorisitjustme?

Toby: Uh... It's just you...

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So that went well.

Then we sat through what seemed like an eternity of YMCA demo courses, and at 2:15 I left school because I didn't know that we were supposed to get out at 2:30, and I walked home.

That was my 1/2th day at school.

My first day went a lot better. But I'm not going to go into detail because I'm fairly certain that everyone reading this right now has been through a first day of school, and it was not interestingly different at all.

Rosetta and Aria are my new go-to for everything, and I'm pretty sure we're best friends. Or something like that.

On a more familiar hand, I feel like guys have been taking an insane interest in me. Max asked Kathy for my number, Kevin got all coy when he was asked if he liked me, Toby is starting to talk to me, and I always see Zack staring at me from across the room in class. I might just be getting my signals messed up, but to be perfectly honest, I really hope I'm not. I am super excited to think that guys might actually think of me as more than "you know all the right answers so I'm going to be nice to you".

That's all for now. I'll update you when I'm not weighted down with being a teenager.