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Thursday, September 8, 2011

   I don't think I can ever recall having a first week of school quite like this one.

   For starters, I missed the bus the very first day. Lame, I know. But it isn't as cut-and-dry as it seems. You see,  my bus stop was cut due to costs and they (the district or whomever is responsible) failed to inform myself, my parents, or the others at my stop, AKA my 2 brothers and a kid down the street. So, we rode the middle school bus that morning, and ended up being late to school. The very first day.
   The second day was... better and worse, depending on which way you looked at it. First off, it was picture day, so it was bound to be awful. Also, towards the end of 2nd block (AP Calculus AB) I became extremely tired and became a zombie for the rest of the day.
   Today was supposed to finally be normal. We would have class at the normal time, get on and off the bus the way it was regrettably going to be done for the rest of the year, etc. But of course we can't have a normal day, now can we?! No. I walk all the way up the steep hill to my new bus stop, only to find out once I reach the top that school is cancelled. CANCELLED. Fantastic.
   I'm sure for most people that was good news. And yes, I did get to sleep an extra 3 hours and now I can finish last night's homework. But I honestly hate missing school. Even if I hate it, and at some points in the day I do, I still rather be stuck there than have to stay home. But there isn't much I can do about the weather and what it does to the school.
   Anyhow, now that I have released at least part of my anger towards society, back to the real stuff. The things in life that matter. This past week relates to a lot of things I've already talked about: things not going according to plan, change, perspective. But there is a world beyond this week, and those things. I plan on discovering that world, which is not a simple task, and cannot happen over night. But no matter what I end up doing in life, I plan on making an impact. I don't want life to pass me by without having any sort of recognition for what I did in it. So I'm going to make sure it doesn't.

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