||[Aug. 4th, 2005|06:31 pm]
|||||Light in the Glass||]|
Why does everything that happens at our high school have to be such a bureaucratic mess up. So finally the day has come. The first day of school was today, and I had told myself that I was going to be alright with that, it was my senior year after all, and as long as the things that I thought were set in stone A.K.A my class schedule, that I could go through this year relatively uneventful and then be done with HCHS. Wrong! I get there and head to my homeroom with Mr. Travis Jackson, which is fine, I had him as a soccer coach a couple of times, and I don't have a problem with him. Then, I get my class schedule. According to it, the only two Elective classes, not counting band, that I got which I signed up for, are Speech and Debate and Sociology and Physcology. Instead of Ancient History, which oddly enough you would think they would let someone who wants to major in Anthropology and Archeology into, was nowhere near full capacity, they stick me into World History, which I have already taken and passed with a 101 thank you very much. Then, to my horror, I find that I have been placed in Mr. Nesbitts Algebra and Trig. class, the problem with this being I signed up for no math and did'nt have it as my alternates, and I already have all of my math credits. He's Crazy. That is the simplest and yet most complicated term that can be given to him. Next semester, according to my crazy little class schedule, I have C.P. English instead of Honors English iv, which really is'nt a big deal, but I really would rather have the cirriculum of Hon. Eng. IV, but still, it's the principal. I know Monday I am going to have to go in there to talk to Ms. Reed, and I know I will be able to get switched out of World History, but the others, I don't know. I have already told my mother about getting Mr. Nesbitt, and she said that I could absoulutley not be in his class, which is a good thing I think. I will have to go through the right channels though, and Ms. Reed will of course totally ignore everything I know, so I won't get alot accomplished, so i guess in the end I will just have to leave it up to my mother, she's good at getting things done. God, I thought I could handle it, and then they do something like, this, you know, if I find out that there is one sophomore or Junior in any of the classes I wanted, I am going to be very upset, i've waited four years to be a senior, and for the precedence, and god hope me those damn bueracrats are not going to stop me from having my easy, floating year.