Day Numero Dose

So, with the first day of school behind me, I was a little more clam about today. I slept in until seven and contemplated wearing the shirt I wore to bed last night to school, nobody would no it had previously been my pajamas. But I trudged my way to the closet and picked out a simple t shirt and continued to get dressed in a very casual outfit, which is not normal for the first week or so of school. Usually you try to look your best the first week at least. This is when I knew I was over the high school experience already.


I made my way, slightly late, to my teachers aide class. It was nice seeing a familiar teacher and knowing all I would have to do that period was sit there and listen to freshman getting lectured about drinks in the classroom, with a few references to me. We talked a little about our summers and then he went on lecturing the class and playing tic tack know. (he thought it was clever)

Class soon ended and I made my way down the catwalk and this is when I had a revelation I know nobody would have figured out for me. We all hear this from our older siblings as we enter high school, "You never keep the same friends through High school". You hear it yet you don't want to believe it, and with all your being you do your best to avoid this situation. You do this for two reasons at the ages 14-18, One, because you don't want to know your older siblings are right about anything, and two, because you cant image not being besties with your best friend. But on this fine sunny day it hit me like a train, even though I knew it was coming all summer. That there are many times where that statement is true. And at that moment I knew I had fallen into that statistic of High schoolers who hop from friends to friends. I walked past Hayley, a girl I had known since the seventh grade, she had been there for me through every little silly, sad, hysterical, and depressing moment of my teenage life. When we stopped talking in the summer, I thought school would bring us back together. Because there was never a Becky without a Hayley, and visa versa. But this morning at about 8:15 I realized we weren't friends anymore, and we would not be friends the way we had been the past five years. I walked past, and neither one of us looked at the other, neither tried to approach or talk to each other. We just went on with our days and our friends. It breaks my heart every time I think about it. Because to be quite honest I have no idea how this all happened. I guess it goes to show high school does change you, and I guess the sooner your figure that out the better. Maybe we'll find another to replace the missing limb in our lives. Maybe nobody will ever fill the void where Hayley oddly fit into my life. I never thought this was how things would be my senior year, as a freshman I pictured it completely different. But as Casey says "plans never work out". I'm hurt about the situation, but life goes on.

After this quick and deep epiphany, I made my way across the street to get into seminary with Shani. We once again had a new teacher. Joy. I had promised my mother that I would be nice. So I did my best, I honestly did. But some people just rub me the wrong way, and he's one of those people, and I'm sorry for saying it. And for once in two years, I had missed Brother Fuhriman. So after being scolded and showed pictures of apostles, class finally ended. I quickly walked out the classroom and out onto the side walk, walking quick I vented to Shani, venting usually doesn't last long with me, its a lot of noises and short words.

So after we made it back to campus we went our separate ways. I made my way into my economics class, I once again found the closest seat to the door, luckily in this class I had a few friends I knew pretty well. Mr. Markle is a loud, older man who enjoys banging a stick around. He read off of a power point very loudly, he was humorous, which made the class go by faster. We joked about past years in school, and things we have done. Memories we will not soon forget about, the kind of things where in ten years we will find each other on facebook and email back and forth for a few days talking about how funny it was. Class ended and we quietly went our separate ways, until the next "B" day.