Today was one of those rough ones. I was in a school where I didn't know a soul. The halls were small and filled with new and different faces, none of which I recognized. Feeling rather small and vulnerable I simply gripped my book bag and stared ahead trying not to draw attention to myself... or get lost. Once I make it to the classroom, I'm a few minutes late and it's already started. I walk to an empty seat and the teacher called out my name, I smiled and nodded. The classroom was filled with the smell of smoke. My "classmates" aged from 30-50. I could almost hear their thoughts, "What is SHE doing in here for?" Being a homeschooler I had to complete a highschool equivilancy in order to be accepted into basically any college/university. This was one option of getting it that I was pursuing. Make sense? I was greeted by the news that I had aced the entrance exams into the program, which I was lead to believe was going to expel me from extra work. Good news right? Wrong. I had to do the same amount of work but far more advanced then the rest of the classroom. Way to rain on my parade first thing in the morning. After 3 hours of confusion I was about to face the worst part. Lunch hour, in a college full of people I didn't know. I'm a bubbly/social person and I make friends fast/easily, but this was already way out of my comfort zone and I didn't want to bother anyone. I always swore I was not gonna be 'that girl' who ate her lunch in the bathroom the first day of school. Soooo, I wandered the halls for a while. During one of my wandering sessions past the caff I spotted a pair of waving hands... they belonged to a familiar face. A friend I'd just met the day before. I walked over and sat with him, met his friends, and spent the majority of the hour there talking. First, and pretty much the only good thing that happened today. Yet, all things must end. So I was off to sit beside my classroom door studying until it opened again. The next 2 hours were long and I had to pee like the blazes. It ended and I made my way to the front doors where my mom was half an hr late picking me up. Yay more second hand smoking! Right after I got home I had to go straight to a rehearsal for a play I'm in. I was supposed to have my lines memorized a week ago but I have a large speaking role and a bad case of procrastination. That night we were running the play just with lines. I was screwed. The next two hours were spent with me trying to remember my lines and making a fool of myself. My director was disappointed and I knew it. During this rehearsal I found out that my close friend made it into the worship team at my youth group. Which is super exciting. It was just another thing to add to my tough day. See I have been going to this youth group for 2 1/2 years and have been trying to get into the worship team ever since I started attending. This was sad on my part that my friend who had just been coming since september was in it. I just need to remember to be happy for her despite being sad I couldn't be doing it with her.
The day is finally coming to a close now. I know this is kinda dumb and depressing, but it's kind of like venting by writing it all out. Today wasn't all bad. My sister made me laugh like she always does. I had my favorite cereal and chocolate milk (not together) for breakfast. I said "I love you". Met new people. Got to drive. Got complimented on my hair. Realized my complaining over my purse was nothing compared to my 15 pound book bag. Never complaining about that again. Got hugs from friends. Cuddled with my little sister while watching Looney Tunes. It wasn't easy but I think the day was worth it.
Still.... I hate Mondays.
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