BTW: Mouse is working when it feels like working, so I'm using the reliable yet complex mouse keys(using my numberpad as a mouse). So there won't be many drawings here. But.......
Check me out.
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Yeah. I'm in highschool. Woot Woot. Jones FTW.
Anyway... my first week of highschool was.... AWKWARD!!!!!!!
It was so awkward, I felt like I was melting from the intensity of the awkwardness of awkwards that was highschool. I tried being poetic there. Did I fail?
It's so different! There are so many students! And there are no lines!! People didn't walk like they were straight out of the military! But that's adds to the awkwardness because I have 5 minutes to get from floor 1 to floor 6 while moving one step every few seconds because floor 3 is being backed up by kissing seniors who are waiting outside their AOC(homeroom).
And in my classes, everyone's too nervous to talk... so when I try to strike a conversation...
Me: Hey! What school did you come from?
Them: Blah Blah Blah Elementary...
Me: Never heard of it.. Where is it? South or Northside?
Them: South...
Me:Nice...nice...
SILENCE
Me: I went to St. Blarghal School.
Them: *Nervous dunnowhat to say nod*
Me: yeah......
Them: yeah.....
Followed by lots of nodding, and then eye contact avoiding.
I'm still quiet. And super self conscious. D:
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