...was a repetition of the trepidation and panic of all the first-days-of-schools I have ever experienced to this day.

Is it possible that school has gotten more garish? English scared me because there were so many people in the class. The teacher seemed nice, though.

Biology was tense, too. The teacher was the kind who visibly wanted to inspire students to success. But the way she tried to do that showed a pompous vanity behind her delicate-looking body. When she spoke, her speeches abounded with cliches. That, coupled with her incompetency to command the attention of the class, made her a target for mockery of some students in the back. For the entire class I waited for her yell of frustration to pierce the chaos, but it never came. I sat through the entire class anxiously anticipating.

Communications technology... It was okay. I liked how the teacher promised us freedom when doing projects. It sounded like too much freedom though, and almost like he was too lazy to come up with guidelines. He let us out half an hour early.

At lunch, Sandra and Carmen and I decided to do something intrepid. We decided to say hi to everyone who walked by the corner. (Carmen tried to hide from our foolishness by shielding herself with her IPod.)

It was a pathetic failure. Some people merely ignored us, while others gave strange looks. There was this one guy who paused to ask, "Do I know you?"
"No, we're just saying hi," we replied, and an awkward silence followed. So we decided to confine our targets to just people walking by themselves, and at the end of the lunch period it was restricted to only the people we knew and liked.

On the way to class, we saw the do-I-know-you guy again.

"Explain to him," Sandra prompted.
"Hi," I began.
"Hi." (+ weird look)
"We were just..."
The remainder of my explanation was lost.

"Aww, you're so cute Mona!" exclaimed Sandra.
"That made it sound like you had a crush on him," laughed Carmen.

I hope I never see that guy again, or I'll get plastic surgery and dye my hair so no one will recognize me.

The last class, AP Advanced functions, was the one I looked forward to with the least fear. I thought I was so prepared... But no, of course there were some very smart people in that class who can learn faster than the speed of light.