First day of school.

My first day of school was on the 15th. It was picture day for everyone else, but I didn't get mine done cuz it was only my first day and, ya. I went in early (school starts at 7:50 some days, 8:08 other days) and had an appointment with my counselor to figure out my schedule. It took forever, so by the time we were done it was in the middle of second period. They were gonna hook me up with a peer counselor who would give me a tour around the school and show me my classes (awkward..). So we were walking out the counselors office and theres a kid sitting in one of the chairs in the office and he looked alot like the neighbor guy who we saw getting into his car that morning across the street. Our landlord lady told me the guy across the street was a senior, and we saw him that morning and he said goodmorning and stuff. So I saw this kid in the office and I'm like that looks like him but naw. And the kid sees us and he stands up and he's like "Ya'll are my neighbors, right???" And me and my mom were like umm ya?? Maybe? And he's like ya I saw you guys this morning and we're like oooh yaaa. So he introduced himself, his name was Bobby. Him and his family had just moved here this year from texas. So the counselor was like ok just a sec and we'll get you a peer counselor to come give you a tour. And bobby's like "I'll do it!!!!" Soooo.. Bobby gave me a tour. He showed me around to my classes and we just walked around for the rest of second period cuz I didn't want to walk in late and what not and be all like oooh the new kid and stuff. But he was nice and all so that was good getting to meet my neighbor. I haven't really seen him since then though. Only once or twice since we're neighbors.

So after second period was break, and after that was third period. I had PE third period. So I went to the locker room where someone told me to go. My counselor had mentioned that she was putting me in the "volleyball PE" (cuz the volleyball girls take a pe class together. I had to take a core PE class cuz its required here to have 2 years core PE, whereas in eugene I was getting away with lame PE classes to take care of PE credits.) She said that other people were switching into it so it wouldn't be wierd, so I was just like whatev. So I walk into the locker room and into the office, and what I assumed to be the volleyball team was in there with their coach who was passing out their new outfits. I can't even describe how awkward I felt. They were all doing their team stuff and I was standing in the doorway completely awkward and out of place trying to find someone to tell me what the heck I was supposed to be doing. Finally one of the volleyball girls asks if I was waiting to talk to her (the coach). I said I didn't know where I was or where to go cuz it was my first day. When I told the coach that I was in their PE class, she looks at me and says "They put you in volleyball PE??" as if I was sooo not supposed to be there, and one of the players looks at me and looks at her friend and says "Oh poor giiiirl!!". Then I knew that I reeeaaally shouldn't be there... One of the players told the coach that they were switching more people into their class cuz the class was small. So the coach sent me to the gym to talk to the actual teacher of the class. I went and told him what was going on and that I really didn't feel that I should be in the class, though I was told more people were switching into it. Then, he told me that the "other people" that were switching into it were the swim team. Seriously? Wouldn't that be interesting, the volleyball team, the swim team, and me. So pretty much I went to the counseling office again to change out of the class.... THEN, I went to my spanish class.... Oh lord....

The last class that I took in Eugene was Spanish 3. The next class in line they had to their spanish 3 was AP spanish, so I said since I had already taken spanish 3 that I would do that. She warned me that the class was pretty much almost all native speakers, but I was like well I don't wanna repeat spanish 3 it'd be too easy (or so I thought). So I go into my AP spanish class, and I walk up to the teacher and blah blah hi im alyssa im new blah blah anything i need blah blah books papers whatever. And she stops what she's doing, looks up at me funny, and kind of smiling says "You're an AP spanish student??". And oh crap I knew I shouldn't be there. So I just said yaaaaa?? And she gave me what I needed and stuff and said she'd see how I did that day. So I sit down and class starts and BAM she starts rattling off in fluent spanish and im like WTF????? oh crap now I really shouldn't be in this class. And someone talks back to her in spanish, and she inserts some english in there, and I'm like oh crap oh crap oh crap. And one of the first things she does is says (in spanish) that theres a new student and I knew she was asking me to say something about where I came from and what my name is and what not, but I had no idea what exactly what she was saying. So she finishes telling me what to do in spanish, she says "go.", and im like... "....QUE??" like a completely retarded american trying to speak spanish. She's like "... go?" and I'm like... "um.... Me llamo Alyssa... soy de... Oregon?" And she's like "oh ya.... Oregon... where they have like?.... oxygen and stuff?...." And I'm like crap I'm an idiot so i say "Si, y muchos hippies...??" And I was just retarded. absolutely stupid. I just tried to make it through the rest of class and booked it to the counseling office and changed that class and my PE class...

After that I had AP english comp, which was really good. The teachers pretty serious, but funny, and really passionate and she just gets so passionate and loud about what she's talking about that soon she's just yelling like "RHETORICAL DEVIICESSS!!! THE SYNTAX!! AMERICAN DREAM!! FITZGERALD!!" and stuff like that. But it makes you get into it too. I haven't changed that class, because it was good from the start. First thing the kid who sits at my table group did when he got there was he said "you're knew arent you." And i was like yuuup. And he introduced himself hi im james hi im alyssa blah blah. So I sit next to really nice people in that class who help me out and stuff.

My last class of the day was US history. The deal with that class was there was an overload of juniors in us history, so they constructed a new class with a new teacher to empty out some of the classes. my first day of school just happened to also be that classes first day of meeting, so no one really noticed I was new unless I said so. I sit by good people in that class too so its good.

But overall, it was one of the worst days of my life. I was more stressed out than I have ever been ever. The first and second period i missed was advanced math and biology, which has been changed around to biology first then algebra 2 which im retaking because I wouldn't have had time to get caught up and remember all last years math in time to be on track with advanced math. And i guess its good im retaking it cuz my teacher last year sucked and i didnt learn much.

But pretty much after the incident in the locker room, which you really had to be there to understand how completely humiliating it went, I didn't have anywhere to go for the rest of the period cuz I said i was gonna go talk to my counselor but I just sat in the hall and did "homework" which didn't actually exist. I was having the hardest time not just bursting into violent tears right then and there, and there's like practically no bathrooms in the whole school that I could find to go hide in and shoot myself. It was awful. I couldn't get ahold of any eugene friends to talk to, and when I did I'm sure I annoyed the heck out of you guys text-crying about how awful my day was going and how i hated my life and wanted to come home. It was just overall a hideous moment...
Then lunch time... oh for goodness sakes I was dreading it. Everyone pretty much eats in little clics outside since the school is mainly outside, but where the heck am I gonna eat? No where else but upstairs in one of the main buildings in the hall doing "homework". Lame. so lame. I was totally alone and people were looking at me funny and I just wanted to kill myself.
The next day was no better, I spent the next three days changing my schedule around until it got ok. Though I still spend my days alone.

So now my schedule is this:

1) biology
2) algebra 2
3) spanish 3
4) PE
6) ap english comp
7) us history

they count lunch as "5th period" which is why theres no 5th period.

That was the awful experience of the first day. I spent so much time sitting alone trying to look like I had something to do and trying not to cry. Even in my classes all I could do was stare at the ground and not just melt completely into a depressing little puddle. If I was in eugene, I wouldn't have had to go through it....
dumb.

Alyssa's in fresno.

Exactly two weeks ago I moved from eugene to fresno. 700 miles.

Alex told me to make a blog and document everything thats going on and stuff so you guys can read it. And i said ya. thats a good idea. so i am.

Already two weeks have gone by and alot has happened and I didn't have internet until a few days ago but now I have my own computer so it's gonna be alot easier now to keep you guys updated.

We're renting a house about 10-15 minutes from my school, not too far. The girl that owned it is renting it for a year because she's moving back in with her parents for the duration because of theyre business and stuff. Her name's stacy. It's single story, has a small backyard, a pretty pool, my room is smaller than my old one by a bit, theres a room for tyler, my parents room, and my bathroom is the hall bathroom which means I have to keep it clean incase guests need to use it or something... cuz you know I just have so many friends already that will come over and need to use it....

Anyways, I go to Buchanan now. It's not that great. I think its supposed to be one of the top 10 in the nation. I don't know if I buy that, but maybe. It'a alot bigger than Sheldon, campus size and student population. There's almost 3000 students, that's alot, and the campus size has got to be twice to three times as big as Sheldon, though it's outdoors so alot of it is courtyard area and random space that makes you walk in the scorching fresno sun. I hate that part, it makes PE especially brutal.

School school school... I'm starting a new post. because there's just so much to say i could go on forever...