Hello world!
Pardon for again not posting last week, but last Sunday we had to stay with my aunt, because we no longer owned the house... and on Monday we flew to our new home! (I threw up twice on the first plane. *tear* Worst. Flight. Ever.) I have been here for ALMOST a week.
What to say? There are SO MANY TREES, especially compared to Utah. Most of the city is forest, literally! Because of that, plus the much higher percentage of humidity, the air just feels so much fresher and smells amazing. And our house is just gorgeous. I never thought I would live in a house with two stories, including a sun-room, plus a double garage with an extra room (YES! I can finally have a garage band!), and an ATTIC. I have never had one, and didn't think I would ever have one. But it just made me so giddy when I walked into the attic for the first time. I think I'll be going into it pretty often, once the rest of our stuff gets here tomorrow and we are totally settled in.
What was it like in your new school, you ask? Like THE REST OF THE WORLD? (Too many people have asked me, sorry.) I don't get fully how to respond to that question, because I like all schools, even a little bit, and I'm used to being new at schools and such. Am I supposed to say "It's great!" or "I don't like it that much" or what?
Anyways, it was a little weird going in when in this part of the country they are ending school even sooner than in my old state, but people still quickly started talking to me. In fact, I had already made one or two friends by the end of my first day, which wasn't even a full day. (They were putting me into the system in the morning, so I missed the first 2 periods.)
The way they taught was more traditional. By that I mean having to write down notes a lot and stuff. The school also looked more like in the movies. Yes, that sounds weird, but some schools I've been to, like the one before, seemed pretty different from how most are supposed to be, or at least that's the impression I got when I read or watched about people in other states.
I don't want to talk too much about this, because I still have to cover a few of the other things that happened in the past few weeks.
Backtrack to before last Sunday, all the way to Wednesday the 26th. That was my last day at that school. I had been spending that day and the day before getting signatures for the withdrawal forms, and just getting a chance to say bye to my friends. (Too bad I didn't get the chance to see a few of them in time...) I also, on a lighter note, self-proclaimed it as "Hat Week," as by the end of the year, teachers don't care as much about you wearing hats, so I wore a different hat for the three days of that week that I went to school for, them being some of my faves. On Monday was my Scooby-Doo hat. Yes, the very one drawn at the very top of this very blog by the name. On Tuesday was my gray striped beanie, the one in my drawing from November 24th. On Wednesday was my Spongebob flatbill hat, the one I wore throughout girls camp. (Oh my gosh, I never said anything about that! The girls had laughed that I wore it on the first day, especially at the WAY U was wearing it, and had suggested to call me something like HashtagSwag. Of course, that was before we got the official camp names and I ended up with Shanghai.)
This was just about the best day to have as my last. They had just barely started campaigns for SBOs, and that day, all of the SBO candidates were gonna be out during lunch with tables covered in sweets. Cupcakes, cookies, popcorn, cotton candy, Caprisun, snow cones, pizza, even little chocolate chip pancakes. I didn't even bother to buy any lunch, I just stuffed in the junk into my grateful tummy.
I went to my first and only school dance in freshman year on that Saturday. It was one called Spring Fling, the theme being 80's Neon. We went out and bought some neon shirts for both my and Diane's date. Speaking of, my date was The 1! (Refer to January 26.) The 2 had suggested for me to invite The 1 to come with me because otherwise he wouldn't go to the dance, plus would feel more comfortable going with a friend. He agreed, and so we went together!
Luckily, the songs were pretty good, and all my friends were actually dancing. Apparently, I was actually doing a really good job at dancing this time, maybe because more of the songs were the kind that are easier to dance with or something. I realized as the night went by that I was using a lot of moves in choreographies I've done (including some from Step Up 3, which we had watched a few weeks ago and planned to take inspiration from) and from the game Michael Jackson: The Experience, which even with all the time I have spent apart from it, I remembered a great deal of things from. The 1 and 2, plus The 2's date, actually started copying me every once in a while, and sometimes we did the same dance together as a group, which was fun and funny. I shall never forget this night! (Yep, already decided.)
P.S.- The 2 had told me to kiss The 1, to which of course I responded "Heck naw!" I am not ready for that, people! So I had agreed that I would just kiss his cheek. Well, I was going to follow through with that as a farewell. But it turned out his dad was picking and dropping us off in his car, so it would be awkward if I did it while The 1 was seated in shotgun, plus with his dad RIGHT NEXT TO HIM. *laughs* So I sent him a virtual one through Facebook, and I'm gonna give him one in real life when I see him again in a few years, if I do...
P.P.S.- My sister, mom, and aunt all agreed that my friends are good-looking.
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