Today I went on a trip to this little french town almost 2 hours away for French Club (could I join a more lame club?). Basically, it just felt like like a long day of traveling, an excuse to skip school, and an excuse to go to Dairy Queen on the way back. That's not the interesting part though. The interesting (or my version of interesting) part is what I learned about people and being a senior.
So there's this guy in my grade that I would never be worried about him "liking" me (if you know what I mean) who I just realized is ... quite the character. To summarize, he told some stories about your typical highschool drama. I'd already heard of this "drama" from a very close friend, who I knew was telling the truth. The interesting part was hearing different sides of the story from different people, because I can clearly see who the liars are. So I guess that wasn't as interesting as I thought, but it's still weird to think there are actually people out there who lie for no reason whatsoever.
About being a senior. It really hasn't kicked in that I'm graduating in the summer and that I am the.. "top dog" in the school (along with the other seniors, of course). I just realized today that even though I feel the same as I did in grade 10 and 11, there's an obvious aura of authority. I can see people around me in younger grades acting kind of strange and nervous around me, which I hate to say it, but it does make you feel like you have power. I never understood why the seniors always seemed older and superior, when they're only a year older. Now, I realize that it's because of how the younger grades act around you that makes that happen, it's like a chain reaction. To be honest, I don't like it one bit. It scares me and makes me feel like they think I'm mean or something.
Now onto Halloween. Because I'm never prepared for this holiday, I went to Wal-Mart with some friends today to get a last minute (early than usual, actually) costume. It was a toss-up between an over sized Spiderman costume, a lame ninja, or a lady pirate.. so I went with the pirate. A friend of mine is dressing up as Peter Pan so I guess it's suiting. Too bad I can't get away with trick-or-treating this year, which I will admit to doing last year. I guess 17 years old is pushing it when it comes to begging for candy at people's doorsteps.
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