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I had dreaded it for weeks, shunned it for days, denied it for hours, but it still happened.... My first day of High School.
What a Mess.

I wake up at 5AM, realize that Skool isn't till 1135, (HalfDay) and go back to sleep, waking up at 7, 9, and finally 10.... I get up, mutter more than a few curses, and pile into the shower. During this time, Quasar promptly wakes up, and goes into the other bathroom. Yep, in a few minutes, I was getting a nice, freezing shower....

The day continued true to form.I brushed my teeth, and got dressed in a Pearl Jam shirt, and stumbled downstairs... I combed my hair, and got ready to hoof it to school, when wouldn't you know?
Lurch pulls up in one of his parent's cars!
So, bumming a ride, I got a nice death trip to school.... We got a LackLuster parking spot, and I proceeded to try and find my first hour class, Gym.
Now, this wasn't all too fun, as The Gym has 3 doors, and you have to go in
one of them. The Right One. But, was it the Right (Direction one) or the Right
(Correct one)? Not to mentuon all were cleverly hidden.... Dodging a few
Sphomores on a "Freshman Hunt", I ducked into a door that had th sign "GYM"
on it.... Which was a lucky shot, as my new high school had 72 respective
corridors, all named "B-Hall"... In the furthest point of B-Hall, resides
my locker. I have no classes that go anywhere near B-Hall. The cafeteria isn't
even close to B-Hall. B-Hall is the nexus of all realities, which is why, of
course, it is the Freshman Locker Hall.
So, I get to the Gym (Which is in C-Hall, ThankYou), and there is a BlackBoard.
Written on it should have been "All 9th Graders Report to The Bleachers."
Except soime upperclassmen had taken the liberty of Modifing it... It now
said, "All Freshman Assholes Report to Hell."
So, placing myself into the grandstands, I talked about the summer until some
teachers showed up....
2 of them... one was Mr. Horowitz, the Gym Teacher, and the other one was
Mr. Gorznskitshwegldajjficsonasesameseedbun, the heath teacher. They
re-assured us that we were Freshman Scum, devoid of all life forms, and that
they would be here to whip us into shape (or was that Whip the Shit out of us?
Anyway,). They then went into a lengthy roll call. Of course, we were not in
Order.... this made them angry....The morin annnouncements came on, probably
important stuff, but Mr. GrodZilla was explaining the essence of Locking your
shit up some bastards don't steal it. He was doing this so loudly, he offset the
speaker, and nobody heard the announcements.... Anyway, we were saved by the
bell, called Freshman Scum once more, and told not to try and get beat up, and
ushered out... now, walking down B-Hall #43, I somehow managed to find my
second class, English 9.
English 9 is a happy room... Wuth a nice teacher.. I wasn't even called
Scum... So, I try to find my third class, Spanish.
Spanish was pretty nifty, also.... but, not comes for 4th Hour.
4th hour was Introduction to Social Studies, an easy class, but...
I thought I had the wrong classroom, but was told:
"Your normal teacher, Mrs. Jansen, had some major surgery over the summer,
and so I'm Mrs. Spoon (!) and I'll be your teacher for 8 Weeks or so. I
confess I don't know mich aboutr Social Studies...."
My head hurt real bad when I slammed it into my desk.
5th Hour came around, and I finally found it, using a secret trick called
"HELP!". 5th hour is Algebra. I get my book, and it was an Ok class....
Now the teacher tells uas something cheerful... Apparently this morining,
some Junior hit a person on a motorcycle, and the guy on the motorcycle is
dead.... Just made my day Shiny-Happy.
6th hour is Science, which is nice... the teacher, a Mr. Fultz, is about 97
Years old, and often forgets things like what that thing attached to his arm
does... And i finally get released for this hellish school... and the fun
begins. you see, there are 2 Exits to the school. however, the street the
main exit goes to is being rebuilt, so everyone got to go out the side
driveway... Even the buses. 20 Minutes later, Lurch, Quasar and I get out, and
go get some Orange Slushies from 7-11... they are great, go try some....
Well, that was my day.... It was a very strange day....
I'd like to thank the company that makes Advil, for their support in pain
releif, because of my headache, Lurch, for the trasport, 7-11, for the
wonderful slushie that cooled me off... and my feet, for not destructing
themselves after racing around looking for classes....
<Sir Robin The Freshman Scum>
"In comparison, the Federal Government spends 24 times more on Space and 43
times more of Federal Defense, Then on Law Enforcement"
"Can't you Hear it Calling?"