I went to school today and hung out in the library all day long.
The librarians didn't notice. Nor did the three classes who came through on study periods.
It's my freshman year and yet I feel no need to go to class except when there is a quiz.
These people who are supposed to be my contemporaries are idiots. As such I seem like a ******** genius. On parent teacher night all my teachers gushed over me to my mother, who took all of it with a grain of salt; I think she's on to me.
I'm pulling in good grades on daily work and have passed all quizes and tests with top marks so I don't see what the problem is with skipping school. Especially when I'm skipping on days that are pretty much just review for the stupid kids in class.
Especially since I'm mostly enrolled in honors courses. Like, these kids are supposed to be smart yet most of the smart people in my class are in the regular courses. How ******** up is that? The smart kids are in the regular courses because the "smart" kids are all priviliged asshats who probably bought their way into the honors courses.
Besides, an A+ in honors is still an A+ in regular English. What's the differance?
My best friend, Sharon, is trying to get me to join the drama club. I kind of want to but don't really know if that's a jive I could subscibe to. Sharon says I could write a play but I'm a freaking freshman and besides, do they actually perform student written plays?
Plus, what the hell kind of play would I write? Something about a dark haired girl, about fifteen, with a perchance for strange music and classical liturature who doesn't figure into proper high school society? Please. I think the drama club just likes me because they don't understand me.
Actually, this whole high school thing is pretty ******** up. I don't know who Kelly Tucker is but I don't particually care that she's had sex with the basketball team nor do I want to read about it on the bathroom stall wall when I need to take a piss between Honors English and French I.
Ahh, school. I wish I could just learn everything while I sleep.
In three more hours the hell begins.
Later
madsylane · Tue Oct 16, 2007 @ 01:20pm · 0 Comments |