Oh how i hate new places.

Starting a new school is like watching someone doing something so stupid but you just want to sit and watch what will happen next. I started a new school this year. Masters Regional Academy? Yeah, its nice. I walked through the double doors the first day of school. Did you know that school has a smell? It does and i dont like it. So i was pretty much smacked in the face from the smell of school. (eww) I walked down the hall down to where i thaught would be my homeroom. As i looked around i noticed that everything was pretty much breakable. This made me nervous. Lets just say im pretty much dangerous with a spoon. Tell me to walk straight and ill walk into everything in the room. After i controlled myself from the erges to twitch uncontrolablly i found my homeroom. I looked around to see my new classmate. Fist thaught that came to my mind: What the crap? Whate is this Midget Academy? Okay, yeah im tall for my age but come on. Im not lieing when i say this i dont think i single on of those kids hase gotten past 5 feet. It was very dissopointing. (no hard feelings against short poeple by the way cough* katie cough*) After i went threw all my classes and arriving in several of my wrong classes and droping only three abnomrally large books on people the school day was almost over. I look at the clock 3:44. One minute left until sweet freedom. I could almsot smell freedom. For the last minute of school i imagined running threw the double doors back to the outside world. My eyes squinting becouse i have seen light for years it seemed like. *bell rings* I have never ran so fast in my life. I swear if there was a bear coming after thristy for my blood and wanting to crush my bones i couldnt of ran faster. So the moral of this little story is..... goats are a fantastic object to throw at people.