I think I can safely label today as one of the worst days of my life and probably the worst day so far in my entire school career.
I don't know how it could get worse, but I'm sure if this day could get worse, it would be something extremely awful. First, someone's pens got stolen, and since no one gave them back, our class is now being accused of stealing. Next, we get checked for smoking because some idiot decided to have a puff in the boy's bathroom. Then, we get a lecture about the pen thing. Another lecture followed almost immediately after concerning our (my class's) conduct during one of our classes (which is not the first time). To top it all off, I was one of the names the teacher gave to our principal as one who was misbehaving.
At first, I was extremely alarmed at the smoking bit, and I was worried about the person who was doing it if the principal found a clue as to who it is. During the pen lecture, I could feel my cynical side coming out, and I constantly looked around, thinking that it could have been anyone. First pens, and then what? An Ipod? Anything's possible.
But the thing that hurt, and I mean hurt, the most, was that I was considered one of the most disruptive during one of our classes. I've always behaved in class, and have had to sit through countless lectures because of my other classmates behavior. Never before have I been designated as one such disruptor, so it's a new feeling for me. Only one time do I recall being told to quite down, and only one time do I remember. Maybe the teacher said it more than once when I wasn't paying attention, but there were definitely people who had their names called more than mine. It stung when the principal said my name. I had to really hold the tears back that were pricking the back of my eyes. Even now I'm doing it. I'm not really that mad at the teacher, though I'm not totally OK with him. I'm really more disappointed in myself. Have I really gotten so used to everything that now I'm talking out without even noticing? Have I really gotten so lax and disrespectful?
Really, for the first time in my entire life, I am afraid to go to school. Actually, no, that's an understatement. I'm
terrified. Our principal, during the conduct lecture, seriously threatened to expel the entire class, should the misconduct continue. And you know what? She'd do it, too. I am so frightened at what might happen tomorrow, or even the remainder of the school year. At first, 40 days seemed like nothing. but after today, I think it might be the longest 40 days of my life. I wish I could just escape somewhere and never come back. I really hate that place now. At first, I thought I could handle it, but with still another year to go, I don't know if I can take it. I'm starting to think that maybe changing schools wouldn't be so bad. This would be especially true if my class did end up getting expelled.
All I can do now is hope for a better tomorrow. Ha! As if that was possible. I know that all that awaits us are more lectures, more yelling, more screaming, more disappointment, and all that other bad stuff. I don't know if I'll make it through the school year at this point. If I do, I'll be sure to thank Lady Luck.