I'm posting this because I had my first day of high school today. It was going to be monumental and something I'd remember--that, I already knew. But what actually went down today makes it even more, ah...memorable. So I thought I'd post this thread for people to talk about interesting/embarrassing/scary/happy/amazing/horrid things that are happening in high school or did happen in your high school years (for those of you who have already graduated...kudos to you, I've got four years left! xD)
And now we have my story: I'd prepared for today for months, I'd had my outfit all picked out, I'd studied my hiragana (they neglected to tell me that they only had honors Japanese, so I only had a month to learn it, puu~), and I thought I was totally ready. But, the thing is, when you've gone to the same school for eleven freaking years, with the same people, and the same, hardly-ever-wavering, abysmally small number of students in the WHOLE school, from nursery to eighth grade (it was always around 190, and no, I'm not kidding), and you have to suddenly make the transition to the largest public school in the area and MISS freshman orientation...I don't think you can truly be prepared...
I get on the bus, and it's PACKED. My buses were NEVER packed. Then a middle-schooler started talking to me about cat poop (very loudly, I might add, and it was only a medium-sized bus). When I got off, the entrance lobby-thing was PACKED, with about two hundred kids (or more) that I certainly didn't know. I finally managed to wiggle through to homeroom, and we got to go out to our lockers after announcements...that locker was HUGE, taller than me! (Then again, I'm used to lockers that look like those shoe lockers you see an animes). I didn't know I was taking chemistry, but apparently, that's what honors physical science consists of...I sit next to a kid who I KNOW is gonna be an idiot, and I don't know why so many of those stereotypical airhead-cheerleader-chatspeak princesses got into an honors class...(But the teacher made a bunch of chemicals change color, and it was cool). Japanese class was the scariest, though. I didn't know "honors" meant that they spoke Japanese through the WHOLE class...I heard "Ohayo gozaimasu," and then I was only able to pick out a few other words the teacher said. And then she told us to turn to a page in our books...neither I or the girl across from me knew what it was, so we were just frantically flipping through, trying to decipher what "hachi-ni-something-something" meant (we were too scared to ask...um...sensei, but she ended up getting the picture later on, fortunately). Apparently, they immediately assume you went to the public middle school if you attend the high school--I guess they're more of a unit than I thought! So it was also assumed that I knew what science course I took (at my school, it was just called "science." ) and that I took seventh- or eighth-grade Japanese. (My school was so small, we didn't even have a language program!)
And then, to conclude my heck of a day, I got about five minutes of language arts...before the fire bell went off. Of course, we all assumed it was a surprise drill or something; then, when fire trucks started showing up, and they literally began to direct traffic, I thought a light bulb had shorted out or something, and we'd be able to go back in any second. But nooo, we had to stand there for about half an hour (no shade, Dx), with no clue what was going on, until they directed us to the football stadium (my school has a stadium! Yay!) and told us that there'd been a grease fire in the cafeteria, the building was now filled with smoke, the fire marshal had deemed it unsafe, and we were going to be dismissed early--at which point, all of the several hundred students let out a massive cheer. Several students I'd talked to were calling it the "best day ever," and it was pretty cool...but definitely memorable. I can picture it now: "Mom, what was your first day of high school like?" "Oh, my school caught fire and we got out early." <---Me in twenty years, hardy har har. (It was also kind of cool/odd to hear the principal talking about students driving themselves home in dismissal...)
ACK, POST ISH VERY LOOOOONG! I'm sorry, it's in my nature~ (Or, should I say, gomen ne) It'll probably all be okay for tomorrow, but, ah...at least this day lived up to...more than I expected...o_O But they did give us free water when we were sitting in the stadium. Which was awesome. xD The teachers say we'll kind of pick up where we left off tomorrow...I can already tell it's gonna be pretty wild. I feel like a n00b already--even though it's a different school than the middle school, I'm a "transfer student." o_O And my stuff is still in the building--a lot of kids grabbed their backpacks, but I thought taking stuff with you in an evacuation was a no-no? Whatever...at least the homework I'd gotten doesn't have to be done, and my teacher locked the room, anyhow~ (They let some people back in, but only if they needed to grab either house or car keys.)
GOMEN NE FOR THE LONG POST! Have at it, then! Post about high school! (And don't be afraid to say you felt like a deer in headlights as the new freshie. This was me, especially so in Japanese class: )