Hm, where do I begin? Well I remember quite a lot of people asked me if I was nervous. I would answer I wasn’t,though I think I was. Before school started, my sister and I wandered around the campus and I thought about how big the school was. It really isn’t big. I was just small then. Haha. A friend of mines actually cried on the first day because she was nervous. That scared me a bit. So I remember my tag room was at mr. Aseron’s. My sister told me she didn’t like that teacher. Haha. The classroom was dead quiet during the whole session. I remember I liked only a few of my teachers my freshmen year but I was kinda afraid of mr. Cirelli. Haha. I don’t know why. I transferred into his class late. I was placed in a regular English class that was super ghetto. My original teacher didn’t even come to school on the first day! His contract expired or something- I’m not all that sure. Well anyways, the teacher I really didn’t like throughout the whole school year was my photography teacher. Hated the class, hated the teacher. I realized on the first day that I didn’t have any classes with my best friend. But she switched into my photo class and she was the reason why I stayed. Haha I didn’t even sign up for photo, I signed up for criminal justice but I think freshmen aren’t allowed to take it? Something like that. I also remembering signing up for French but they didn’t offer it anymore. I guess overall, the first day of school I felt out of place. I didn’t like the teachers I had, I wasn’t given the right classes and it was kind of hard to make friends. I honestly didn’t like freshmen year. It was probably the worst year of high school. I guess it’s because I was easily
Intimidated by the class work and it was so new to me. New environment, classmates, etc. I’m afraid this might happen at college, especially since it’s in a different city. I hope it won’t be too hard to adjust. I guess you can say that all the same things I was afraid of when I first started high school are the same things I’m kinda afraid of for college. I hope it’s not a repeat. Haha. Well this post ended up being about how I felt about my freshmen year, whoops. Oh well. Haha.