Alternatively titled: The high school experience I thought I successfully avoided
Alternatively titled: "On Wednesdays, we wear salwars."
First day of school!
(Jan. 11) Apparently, though I skipped the teenage experience thanks to a smooth middle to high school transition at my 7-12th grade school, I am given a second chance! What joy! Becca, Tiff and I journeyed to school bright and early, made it past the demonic Santa in the park alive, and safely arrived without trouble. We parted ways with TIff, found Courtney, and went to class. We sat together, sticking out like a very pale sore thumb, as the Indian students filed in. Class wasn't what I expected. It was very high schoolish (complete with Plastics who swept in fashionably late and plopped in the front row--we sit in pews!), very short, and not very informative. This is first day judgment; I have hopes it will improve.
The afternoon was spent searching for activities to join. One thing turned into another, and we were auditioning for a fashion show which then turned out to be super intense, infiltrating the Plastics, and then with my persuasiveness and her natural propensity for stardom, Kate ended up singing Fallin' by Alicia Keys in a talent show for hundreds of students. We then only got slightly lost on the way home.
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