Attempting Not to Worry

Hm...
A few days till school starts... Trying not to worry, a bit tricky. Maybe if I get a good start I'll be able to have a good year? Maybe.. Just have to schedule, not much time for the computer and not much chat time either, no long phone calls and no staying up late waiting for 'Makiaru'. Odd little nicknames. That one is fun to say. Hehe. Yeah, Zandry/Makiaru/Micheal/Printer Boy/Mike/Johnny Depp (hahaha...)/hun (just to be annoying)/silly... Nicknames are fun. ^__^
I don't think I have any nicknames that people actually use, besides his calling me 'doll' for the sake of returning the weirdness of being called 'hun', which I admit, does sound odd. It makes me laugh though. Mayre does call me wench a lot, but she calls everyone wench. 'Those WENCHES!'
I'll enjoy seeing Mayre again. Damn, we'd better have the same Japanese class... Scary being alone in that class. She needs to give me hard pokes and tell me to stop worrying, that no, I'm not going to fail the test, blah blah blah, as she used to do. I worry too much.
I'm so damned glad to have Tashibu again though. She's a little grumpy but I've made a good impression on her, I think. As good as my goody-goody tendencies can do. Elizabeth moved away, so I'll miss her, because it was funny to sit in the Teen Health Center with them and eat lunch, as they played their weird games, like that hand slapping one that made me roll my eyes. Rock paper scissors, if you lose, you slap the other person's hand really hard. Their hands were turning red. Of course I never do such things. Goody-goody doesn't participate in such. Haha.
No going off campus, no being loud, no getting in trouble.. I just wanted a hassle-free year, so that's what I strive for. Scary Rose security lady won't catch me doing anything wrong.

My weight will stabilize once I get back to school, because then I'll actually eat breakfast and lunch, which I usually don't during the summer. I'm not going anorexic or anything, just sometimes I forget to eat, because I'm so sick of eating.. Just things stop tasting good, and so yeah..

A relief is that on the first days of school all they do is introduce and hand out papers and things.. So I have time to figure everything out and not freak out. I'm not as worried as I usually am, but blah..
Usually by this time I'll be going 'oh shit' and scrambling to look at a map and figure out exactly where all my classes are and how I'm going to get there. I'm going to wait for the sixth to do that panicking. Wait till I get my official schedule, then I'll map everything out and plan. Probably won't have a lot of time for computer, as that I really really really don't want to slack this year.. I really just want to not be so stressed out... If I can actually get my homework done without staying up late or falling asleep when I get home, I'll be okay.. I tend to get really tired and I can't think at all, so I take a nap, and then I procrastinate because I feel dead. So this year, I'm going to really watch myself.

I hope I have the same bus driver as last year, because he was really nice.
What bus is it.. 273 I think.. mmm.. Same bus, but maybe they switch drivers.. Well.. I suppose it can't be too bad, because the same people, minus last years seniors and plus the new freshmen, will be on my bus.. Everyone was quiet and no one was really annoying, so it's good.
I'll probably make friends with the freshmen, because.. I don't know. Maybe I feel a bit less threatened by the new kids, and it annoys me how everyone treats freshmen like lesser.. Everyone's a freshmen at some point.. so yeah..

Gawd, 60 hours of community service.. How will I ever finish that in two summers.. *sigh*
I remember in middle school we were required to do 20. I went down to the ravine and I worked on the trails, adding gravel and just all that stuff. Hard work, heavy stuff to carry around and work with... It was kinda fun though, in some odd way. Just because. I'll probably do that again, or I'll work in the library, like Alex did.

Relief is to write. I love to write.. Calming thing.

I have a notebook filled with my bored writing from freshman year.. I'm going to do that again this year. I just kept with me a school journal for my thoughts. Twas fun. And a good way to vent when I was pissed at the boys. Haha, I'm always pissed at them. Well, just when they say obscenities when they're sitting next to me, the dumb games of saying such.. *shakes head* And when they just don't shut up, and so the whole class gets out late. And then their talk of drugs and gangs and crap like that, and just whatever gross things they can talk about. *sigh* You'd think it'd be better in art class, but no.. I sat next to three seniors who would just make sick jokes the whole time.. Eventually I got moved next to three guys..
Mentally, I had names for them. There was the laugher, the 'what the hell' guy, and the druggie. One guy never said a word, but he would always laugh. The other guy would give this guy looks and always say 'what the hell man..'. The third would talk about running from the cops etc. I simply ignored them and pretended I couldn't hear. If I had a mental nickname for myself, it would be the silence. Because I don't talk to people, because most of them are really dumb. The girls are all into fashion, the boys are all into gangsterness, so I don't talk to anyone but those who talk to me. I only say what must be said, and politely let people borrow my stuff, though I'm thinking 'gawd, pain in the ass'. You could say I'm fairly negative.. But whatever. That is I.
Not to say I'm not nice sometimes.. ^__^ Lol. I'm not that mean.. Just.. I don't like many people. If I don't like you, you won't really know, because you won't talk to me in the first place. No one really talks to me much, I don't really mind it, because those who talk to me during class would just be a distraction.. Yet it's nice to have someone to talk to sometimes.

I don't know why I went on so long, I guess I needed to let that out, like a held in breath. Mmm..... Yeah. Don't mind me, ha.