First Day of Junior Year

    Walking to school was a lot less empty than it usually is. Everybody seemed to be walking for some reason. The seniors of 08 were insane. They were driving around blasting music in their class painted cars, spraying silly string, wearing matching shirts, and yelling "08's so great!" through loud speakers.And for once, I wasn't nervous. I suppose it's because I am finally used to the buildings, so I knew what to expect.
    I appear to have great teachers, along with at least one friend in each class. Everything except chemistry. That class in particular is going to be a joke. Every 3 seconds, a student walked in late, and each one was worse than the other. By the end of the period, there were 32 kids, 1 small room, in 90 degree weather, and no AC. That class is going to be out of control. We will learn nothing. Oh, and I don't have any friends in that class. And there's a guy who has a pregnant girlfriend who kept on chatting with me. Again. Should stay away from him, even though he is megga good looking. 
    They say junior year is the worst. Well, this will be pleasant! (Note sarcasm)