• blaugh align=center] I look back at things, and I laugh.
    Things have changed for me so much. sweatdrop

    Our school happens to be in SW Texas, right between the Bible Belt as the well as the Border and whatnot. We don't have one group of people here, it's pretty much everything you could think of, wrapped up into a tiny community.

    My Highschool (FSHS,) the people couldn't be more stereotypical. The Seniors acted cocky and walked straight, the Juniors always looked for reasons to poke fun and laugh, and the Sophomores bickered Freshman, just for the heck of it. Back then, us Freshman, whoo, our class, not something you'd want to mess with. (Tearing signs, spray painting Senior lockers; only to get our lockers lathered in fish paste both inside and out. ) gonk


    When I first started Freshman year, I was contemplating whether or not I was even going to survive.
    The school was huge back then in my eyes, the hallways were always filled, and the students were always in the way. I was a mess back then.
    I was pretty much shy, quiet, to myself, and I didn't want to have anything to do with the school pretty much.
    The first day was exhausting, but one thing I recall is stepping into Theatre Arts and seeing no familiar face. (Lawd' they were all Juniors and Seniors!) I just picked a seat and sat, fidgetting with my binder, while my head thought up a million reason as to why I should just transfer out of this class.

    Heh, then the teacher came. Wow, she wasn't what we thought we would be getting. She was short, pretty, and looked pretty "tempting" according to the horndogs in the backrow.
    She was new to the school, and as soon as she walked in the door, she really didn't have much of anything to say.
    We could sense her fear basically. The snobbish girls looked the other way, and the guys who could care less just began to talk and holler. I didn't have much of anything to say. I was living in a shell basically. emo

    Whoa, did things change from there. eek
    She turned my sorry excuse for a human being into something that...had reason to exist. It was crazy really.

    Since then, i've been in 8 plays, played Football, and managed to keep at least a 95.00 grade average for every class (still going I might add )

    As much as Sophomore year had, I honestly think my Freshman year really affected me.

    It really did. cool