Tues. 3rd October
Today was the first of many more to come in high school. It’s a big step I suppose, and the scale of the buildings is so much different than to what I am used to. I got lost seven times! I really cannot believe the changes are so huge!
The teachers told us that after the first few days, we would be expected to know where to go. Yeah right! As if that's going to happen! Pfffft!
Anyway, there was a bit of a dampener on the day by a group of girls. You could tell that they would make “the group”. You know, the ones which everyone without two dead brain cells would try to follow without getting caught. It’s one of the few things that make my blood boil! I don’t see why anyone would want to look like a life-sized, smothered, orange Barbie doll. I hate it. It all seems incredibly pointless.
However, I am gland that I bought you to write down all of my feelings and my secrets in the next year or so. That and my anger because the adults just don’t understand. They say that they were children once, but they don’t understand! They say that they know how we feel, but they don’t! Not a single one of them, with their degrees and qualifications is clever enough to work out, that once you hate someone, you don’t want to see them or talk to them, never mind be “friends”! Why don’t they know? Why can’t they work it out? It can’t be that hard!
I will tell you all about my day tomorrow when I get back home. I hope it will be better, because as first impressions go, it was a pretty bad one! The teachers do seem to try hard (but not hard enough).
Well, wish me luck!