Well, I've just had my first few days of high school in my life. And let me tell you, it was TERIBBLE!!! For one thing, most of the people hate me in that school! The second thing is that my best friend didn't show up at all! And lastly I'm now a big fat o'le loner who has to hang out with random/different people all the time!
I think most people hate me because of my mom. <--- THIS IS HARD TO TYPE! Whom I love!!! We have a store and dumb teenagers just come in and bug my mom, my siblings and I(sometimes my dad)! The worst part is that there usually is some yelling/cussing and things usually end in a fight between my mom and stupid teenage boys! I hate those kinds of people - its like they've got nothing better to do but cause trouble. And if you're wondering who starts most of the fights, I can assure you that it is not my mother. Those CHILDREN are always trying to steal, get my mother ticked of and complaining about the prices on items. I admit that things are expensive, but the economy hasn't been doing well for the past year... Also, we live on a small island on the coast of British Columbia. Which means things need to be shipped to us, which hikes the prices up some more. OK I'm done venting about these people for now. Moving on.
My best friends name is Marjorie and we have been friends since 5th grade. She moved away for some of grade 6 & 7 though, but it was only for a couple of months. She went to go visit her father. At the end of last year we were both planning what was going to happen, what we were gonna do and where we would meet for certain things... But, I think it was mostly just me who was talking about it and planning. See, I'm the kind of person who makes my expectations so high and plans to much for my own liking. Of course it is only my first couple of days of high school, so I won't be having too much fun... The main reasons why I keep thinking about this is because I thought we were going to do this together. And now I feel like I've been stabbed in the back or something, I thought she knew how those little things people, even random people do really really hurt me. I don't know whats wrong with me. I think I might be too sensitive. Who knows>? Worst of all, Marjorie hasn't even been to her first 2 days of high school. *FYI* We go to a secondary school which teaches from grades 8-12 & school just started on Wednesday from 8:45 a.m. til 12:00 p.m. SO after the first half day, I phoned her. And guess what??? Sh
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