Tuesday, August 28, 2012

May the Odds Be Ever In My Favor.

6:15 A.M. the alarm seemed to scream "Get UP Get UP Get UP it's time for the rest of your life to begin." As I woke up all I could think was, "Its finally here... high school." High School is the moment you wait for your whole life. When your little and see all the high school kids, just wishing you were one of them because they are the coolest people to walk on the planet earth, according to your eight year old mind. Now all the sudden you aren't that little girl anymore wishing and imagining high school life, you are that high school girl. From the second I woke up I was terrified of what the next 540 days of my high school career has  in store for me. As we parked the car I sat there in the car attempting not to pass out, trying to keep my heart from exploding out of my chest, and trying to remember to just breathe. As I attempted to open the door all the sudden my hand froze. I could not do it, all the sudden I wanted to be back in Elementary school where everyone was your friend and you never had to try and find all your classes. Then I don't know what was in me but all the sudden I opened it and all nerves left me, for a full five seconds! When I opened the school doors I was absolutely terrified by all the juniors and seniors and how at any moment I could be tripped, booed, and shoved into a trash can. Then I just closed my eyes and breathed. Whenever I think about that I just closed my eyes and breathed is, what in the Sam HECK are the people looking me at thinking as they watched me try not to pass out! Well once I opened my eyes, I'm glad to report that the day went just swimmingly. Besides the whole learning and sitting in unconditioned rooms, but hey you can't win them all. Well may the odds be ever in my favor for the next 539 days.

2 comments:

  1. Wish I was there! I got chills reading this, you sound so good.

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  2. Sammy! I love your blog. You've got some real talent here! Keep writing. I will read everything!!

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