#highschoolstories

and other stories from my fucking highschool

they used to have beyblade battles in the cafeteria

there is this girl who says uwu and owo whenever anyone even so much as looks at her

not my school, but two years ago a math teacher at a rival highschool slept with his student and got arrested

kids at my school will do drug deals in the engineering hallway’s bathroom

there are consantly juul and cig busts, everywhere in the school, all the damn time

kids will walk around the school with giant ass pythons around their necks,,,just for fun

two “friends” of mine got caught having sex in the hallway after school,,,and they got caught by the wrestling coach

we have a 100-strong, all too active “Christian Club” where they get together to pray for the school

westboro baptist protested at my school during my freshman year

"So...what do they do?"

"Well you can use them to make a decision or tell your future..."

"Oh! Can you do mine?"

"Sure..."

He seemed really excited and was generally interested, mind you this is a tall boy that's really pretty plays football and lacrosse and would be considered as the popular boy in every highschool drama ever

After reading some of his future, one being career and one concerning a football game, he then asked what was the major arcana and such and I showed him, I even told him a card can represent yourself as a whole but sometimes people can have two

I have an animal deck and the emperor is the bald eagle, so he pointed at it and said

"Oh that's me!"

"What makes you think that?"

I love writing down how I feel. That’s how I usually get them out. I had very few friends I could talk to and because we had conflicting schedules, I couldn’t turn to them. So as I’ve said I love writing down what I feel and this particular week had been a rollercoaster of emotions.

Let me start with this, I’ve wanted to be a chemical engineer ever since I was 6 because the experiments my aunt did always fascinated me. Fast forward to the present where I’m taking Chemistry 4 Level 2 classes, which teaches us the applications of chemistry in different fields. I know for a fact that our school is very advanced because we’re already tackling lessons studied for college students. I know for a fact that the subject was gonna be hard. But for our first problem set, I blanked out. I couldn’t answer a single thing. I can’t even begin to comprehend how to answer the question. This wasn’t really new to me but it still affected me. My classmates seemed like they were having no problems answering the probset, that’s when I started to overthink. Why couldn’t I do it? I was planning to do this for the rest of my life and yet my first probset in I can’t even answer a single thing. I broke. I cried. I did something I’ve never done. I talked to my mom about what’s happening to me. I was expecting her to get mad at me for doing badly, but she didn’t. I guess, I just thought she would because that was what I was feeling for myself at that moment. I was mad that I can’t answer the probset. I was rethinking the path I set for myself. After talking to my mom, after her reassurance that I am not less than what I am because of my failures, I got through the night. The next day was my chem long exam. I didn’t sleep, I study my ass off. I asked help from a friend. I felt a little better. Then morning came, I got anxious again. I had no idea what to expect from the long exam, my teacher is unpredictable. I began dreading the day to come. I arrived at early and looked for my classmates. I asked for help but still couldn’t get everything they were saying. I started tearing up again. They comforted me and it felt nice not being alone. Chemistry is my first subject so I went to my room, proceded to sit in my seat. I didn’t study anymore. I doubted I could take in anymore information so I just sat and stared at nothing in particular. My mind wasn’t occupied so guess what I did. I started overthinking again which led me to cry silently just seconds before the bell rang. Then, the test started.

“Is that really the question you wanted to ask her..?” “Yeah why?” “No really though Alda, what’s your story? Nothing that involves someone though”