“You will be living with your Father and Grandmother for senior year,” my mother told me. Most teenagers would throw a huge hissy fit and claim that their parents are, “Ruining their life,” but I am not like most teenagers. Instead of complaining about my situation that I could not change myself, I decided to look at this unfortunate event as a chance to take the bull by the horns and make my senior year memorable. After all, it was time for me to open the next chapter in my life. …show more content…
I had decided ahead of time the best thing I could do is get to the school early so I could navigate to my first hour with ease. Whoever started telling people to wish upon stars must like to see the world burn, because I did not arrive anywhere close to being considered early. I ended up walking through the threshold of my first hour class just as the ringing bells resounded throughout the halls. As it turns out, I was given a chemistry test, discovered that I was trapped in a freshman class, and was called down into the media center to get my photo ID while the rest of my fourth hour class was dismissed for lunch, causing me to miss lunch. And despite all of those negative events impacting my first day, I did not think the end results of my first day were bad at