Really Slow

I just wish it could be next year already. I want to go to high school. The program I'm going to be taking (IB) looks challenging and I want to be challenged. I'm also sick of my schools administration. There are 3 reasons right now

1. Tacky Day (See tacky day post)
2. Buses (I'll explain)
3. Field Day (I'll explain)

Well apparently my bus driver decided to take Friday off. So Friday morning we had a different bus and a different driver. That bus driver told us we would be riding a certain bus number that leaves earlier than our regular bus does. So everyone wrote the bus number down and made sure their younger siblings were aware of the change. We get out there just like the lady said, and what do you know apparently our bus is coming so we have to wait for about 15 minutes in the nice hot 90 degree sun. While we our waiting our principle comes over and starts yelling at us because, we "know" that we aren't supposed to be on that side of the bus loading zone. The side we were on is for little kids. Our bus is not late everyday we do not "know" which side we are supposed to be on. A bus finally came and brought us home.

Field Day. I'm not sure if I said this before, but the next three days I was supposed to help with the elementary kids' field day. I was pretty happy about it because I was missing 1,2, and 3 period. I wasn't too worried either, I'm doing great in all of those classes and they are non-essentials (Reading, Language Arts and Band). I was really excited about it, but you know my dragon lady principal if anyone is going to have fun she has to squash it. She didn't even tell us to our faces. She told the teacher who told us. The P.E. coach was pretty unhappy about it too! She really needed us to help, the teachers don't help and they don't have enough extra staff to help.

So all in all school is hell and I can't wait to leave. You gotta' know it's bad when 'good kids' start saying stuff like this. The dance is on Friday, if they do anything to mess with that, I've had it!

On a happier note, we got our Standardized writing scores back, and guess what? I got a perfect score! I'm so excited. My school takes all the students who get perfect scores to this expensive restaurant. I've never been there before, and I can't wait. I really worked hard on writing that paper. I was confident I got a six (perfect score) when I completed it. I'm glad I at least have that extra boost. I can't wait for the rest of our scores to come back (for Math, Science, and Reading). I know I did well and I hope it shows in my scores.

Tacky Day, Ugghh

Well I officially 100% hate my principal (I know I usually say dislike with atomic intensity, but she is the one thing/person/evil troll in this world that I truly hate.). This week was spirit week at my school. So on different days there were things like Twin Day, Career Day, etc. On each day some teachers judge who is dressed the best (there are 1st 2nd and 3rd prizes). The 1st place usually gets $20 or some gift card. Tuesday was Tacky day. They posted a notice and told everyone the week before that "Plaid shorts and mismatched clothing is allowed." Normally we aren't allowed to wear plaid shorts, so that is what I and the rest of the school (teachers included.) assumed by this message. Well I went full out tacky. I had a neon green wig, uni brow, mustache, wacky make-up, and most importantly insanely layered clothing. I walked to class and people laughed at me and stared because I really looked stupid. It was awesome though. Everyone told me I was going to win for sure; I looked insane! So after the morning announcements me and the rest of the tacky dressed people in my school went into the media center (library) to get judged. I got there a couple of minutes before the other kids (my classroom is closer to the media center). People from the yearbook were taking our pictures, and I couldn't help but smile. I knew I was going to win. The smell of victory was cruelly snatched from my mouth as soon as the Principal walked in. She was screaming say that we were all out of dress code. I wasn't worried. In previous years you could wear clothing over top of a polo (collared) shirt and jeans or other suitable pants. Then she goes to each person and starts yelling at them saying they were supposed to layer their clothing, and they can't wear ties on their head. At that moment my heart literally fell from my body and to the other side of the world. It didn't really sink in. It is what I imagine cows feel like before they are about to be slaughtered. I was waiting for her to come and yell at me. She did. She started pointing out various things that I supposedly "knew were unacceptable". She said that we weren't allowed to layer clothing and she sent some magical memo to everyone telling them this. I went to the deans office and changed my clothing and went back to class. I'm surprised I didn't cry in class. I was so close to tears. I know what you must think, "It was only a stupid contest get over it." Well it wasn't to me. I seriously was looking forward to this all year (I know I'm a bit of a drama queen, but I'm not exaggerating.) I started planning from the beginning of school. I was determined to win this year. I've done it the past two years unsuccessfully. Well anyway, I got back to class and the teacher stopped the lesson and said something along these lines; "You really should have won. We all know you won. It was really unfair what they did." Then my classmates responded with choruses of "Yeah" and different variations of that. I was so mad the whole day, I still have not gotten over what happened and I don't think I ever will. Every single teacher on that campus was on my side, as well as the other students who were "out of dress code". I don't know why the Principal thinks she can get away with this. I'm going to send an email to the news station and hopefully word will get out about what an awful Principal she is. I have to look at her face at honor roll too. I don't want to shake her hand. How can she smile and pretend like everything is cool when it's not. She ruined my day/week, and I want an apology (No actually what I really want is for her to be fired, because I'm not going to accept her apology. I know it is harsh, but she isn't a good principal, and this incident just blew it over the top.) There was absolutely no reason for her to yell at me. I'm the reason why this school has received "A" rating the past couple of years. Without students, like me, who get high scores on standardized tests, this school would be crap. It isn't like I openly disobeyed dress code. She did not send anyone this magical memo about layered clothing not being allowed. My dad says she is probably under a lot of stress from the Superintendent, because of the recession. I really do not care what her problems are. She can get a therapist, she does not need to take it out on students. I really do love the rest of the staff at my school. I'm glad the dean(s) didn't yell at me (I probably would have cried) and they were all really nice. It is unfortunate people like her live in this world. There is no room for them.