two awesome parts of orientation:
1. w granting an extension on the essays until tuesday.
2. t telling jon to stop loitering in the halls. jon graciously apologizing, walking into the stairway and loudly proclaiming: "doesn't she know who i am?!?!?! doesn't she know my class rank?!?!?!"
other not so awesome parts of orientation:
well, i dont have that much time to bitch and complain right now. sorry.
and thus, it officially begins. senior year. the pinnacle of high school. the hallways were positively brimming with excitement and anticipation.
or maybe it was more like anxiety and dread. sometimes i get them confused. my bad.
i don't want to go back at all. not because i hate my school or anything--- i'm simply afraid to go back. i don't want to have a repeat of junior year by any means. i entered the grounds today with the thought "well, it's not as though it can really get any worse." not very comforting, i must admit.
today, sitting in the theatre, attempting to make my eyes focus on the podium instead of rapidly taking in the faces of my contemporaries, i realized that, in the course of the summer, i kind of forgot how debilitating attending school is to my self esteem.
and now, if you'll excuse me, i rented bonfire of the vanities for this evening.