My First Week of High School

Note: This post is exceptionally small for obvious reasons.

  •  Spent 1st-6th grade in small elementary school.
  •  Moved school.
  •  7th-8th grade in medium-sized middle school.
  •  Moved school.
  •  9th-12th grade in colossal high school. (Maybe.)

I’m on step 5.

The jump from elementary school to middle school was small. I just had to figure out which proctors were assholes and where my classes were.

Going from middle school to high school is much more confusing.

I knew high school was big, but the more I looked around, the bigger it got.

You can fit more than half of my middle school into the football field.

The First Day of School

Freshman are very obvious in a crowd. They sport a new backpack, new shoes, and have the aura of wanting to change themselves and get a fresh start.

The other obvious thing is how they will search for their schedule and read it in each period.


This summer I gave up on changing myself and decided to let nature do its thing and fix everything wrong with me.

Needless to say, it didn’t go according to plan and I feel like the same person I was before.

Damnit, life lessons always interfere with my laziness.

Middle School in a Nutshell

Middle school is fairly straightforward. It’s just like elementary school, except you have to change classes multiple times a day due to the fact that schools in the United States aren’t capable of figuring out more efficient ways to teach people.

For the most part the classrooms are just like an elementary school classroom. You just have teachers that have dead tired eyes and pre-programmed sentences they throw out when they have 7 consecutive all-nighters grading homework written in ancient hieroglyphics.

High School in a Nutshell

I was expecting some sort of big culture shock similar to what an alien would experience visiting Earth for the first time.

High school is severely disappointing.

Everything was exactly like middle school, but with a bigger campus and classrooms with chairs attached to the desks so that I’d absentmindedly tug on them and push my entire desk into somebody else’s.

Now, I did goof up once, but it wasn’t too bad.

During PE there was a rally and I accidentally went on the Sophomore, Junior, and Senior side of the gym instead of the Freshman side. I ended up following the crowd and went to my third period thinking that PE was over when it wasn’t.

I had mashed two entirely different schedules together and ended up squishing PE and ECS into the span of one period, and I had to run across campus just to explain everything to my PE teacher before running all the way back “fresh meat” style.

My Good School

My high school is well-known for its rigorous courses and insanely high AP tests passing rate along with literally any other test you can think of.

People hold parties if their kid gets transferred into the high school (if they live farther away) and I just got in by being tossed up by the school district since I live in the area. The amount of effort and dedication on my part is insanely low.

The learning environment is not bad at all. All the bullshit happens off-campus (fights, etc.) and freshman don’t actually get bullied. My friend in Chicago is a freshman and all the freshmen except him got pennies thrown at them. (He didn’t get any pennies thrown at him because he was the one throwing pennies.) People don’t hold back in Chicago, and bloody fights are commonplace. Needless to say,  my high school is relatively sheltered.

Being Lazy in A Good School

Plenty of Honors students complain about not having enough time in their lives.

I signed up for Integrated Math-1 precisely for this reason… and I got placed in Integrated 2. I was really hoping for an easy academic GPA boost. (It was later when I realized repeat classes aren’t as rewarding as a “normal” class.)

If I was a final boss in game my name would be “Neo: Laziness and Procrastination Incarnate.”

Always on the lookout for the easiest ways to do shit, I tend to over-analyze things until I figure out how to be the laziest I can be.

Anyhow, I have an essay to write so this shorter-than-usual post will be ending abruptl