I started high school yesterday, and this is a basic log of what has happened to me in my (not so) wonderful adventure through the realm of teenager-dom. 

Honestly nothing note-worthy occurred in the first day, besides by how freaking huge the school is. It takes up an entire street block, and it has multiple buildings, as well as a large collection of portables. I have classes all over the school, so I'm thankful for the seven minute passing period. All my classes were in varying degrees of boring (but hey, my English teacher looks like Will Ferrel, minus the hair), and I have some friends in some of them. 

I have realized I might be the most knowledgeable in my geometry class, as absolutely no one there knew what a 'plane' or 'ray' or even 'line segment' was. And half of them were sophomores and juniors! I hope I'm not going to be the only one in class that can answer questions. 

Art class might be the most interesting, as when I walked in I heard "AND I COULDN'T BELIEVE HIS HAIR COULD HAVE GOTTEN ANY MORE HOMOUAL!" from a sophomore. Nice way to start out the class, huh? To make things even more interesting, I sit next to a stoner that smells like a combination of nachos, B.O and weed. I have absolutely no clue what his name is, as he is almost completely unintelligible, and I think he might have been hitting me with his skateboard. He needs to shave too, the whole neckbeard plus scraggly mustache thing is really not going for him. Wish me luck y'all, cause I'm really going to need it to keep me from stabbing this dude with pencils.