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THIS YEAR IS FULL OF TOO MANY SUPRISES!! When I took the entrance exam to the high school, I guess my scores were very high, so instead of being a sophomore, I’m now a senior. My English teacher, Ms. Lit, has asked if I would tutor a student who is struggling in her class. I said I would, but I didn’t realize she meant Ryan Fayne! The good thing about being a senior is that I wont have to come back to the humiliating halls of this school ever again, but the bad thing is that the Jocks and the Cheerleaders feel like I’m invading their turf. Tina Mixen tripped me while I was walking down the stairs today. I didn’t fall, I held onto the railing, but her eyes were glaring at me like I’ve never seen before. Well, I guess if they want to play dirty, I’ll have to pump up my gaming skills. The first step is to get into the mind set workings of the head poncho, and what better way then to become an English tutor...

         Well, my plan is dead...My mom is making my miserable life more miserable, and I thought I could out play the Jocks and Cheerleaders at their own sinister game, but I was so wrong!  They voted my mom to be the coach of the Cheerleading squad, and what’s worse is that my mom has made ME part of it. I am on the squad. I can’t really dance, but I teach yoga on the weekends and when I was little I was on a Gymnastics team. My mother said I would be a perfect part of the cheerleading team. Oh if only she knew that I was about to enter into the most dangerous journey a human of my age could not possibly recover from unless by some miracle the “Populars” took pity; however, the only way the “Populars” would take pity is if I was one of them and knowing that I’m not... I’M DOOMED!

         Today was the first day of practice. Oh my gosh. You do not even know how terrible it was! The captain, Nitania Game, took pleasure, a long with her fellow minions, in finding all of my faults and showing me off to the ENTIRE WORLD.  Not that my life isn’t humiliating enough, but today actually confirmed that my life is indeed falling deep into the hot depths of the earth (and not that cheesy stuff you see on TV, I mean the real deal... fiery hot death of beyond the way beyond). Tina and Laury invited almost the entire high school body to come watch the practice. The Jocks were there; the people who were nobody’s were there. I mean, come on. Are you kidding me? Can you believe these girls? I mean can you? Well, what should I have expected? Of course I was going to be humiliated in front of everyone and anyone... oh my. The worst part of this terrible experience was that my mom never believed for an instant that I was having a hard time. Standing on the sidelines, she yelled “ Go Rit! You can do it! Put some muscle into it!” If I knew gymnastics would have brought me this day, along with all the others that are bound to come with it, I would have gladly given up gymnastics and the ability to snap my back over and touch the backs of my heels. How sad it is that I am reduced to this public outrage!

         Can you believe that any good day can come out of a million bad ones? Yes, you can! Today was a very good day. Do you want to know why? You may know already... but I am just so excited! I have found a passion, and one that I’m not excluded from! I auditioned for the high school musical “ The Sound Of Music”, and guess what? I’m in!! Not only am I in though, I’m Maria! I’m so excited! This has been a good day. Maybe now people wont think I’m such a dweeb when I show them that I have many talents and I’m not a loser that doesn’t know how to make friends. It’s always been said that when you’re making a movie or rehearsing a play or musical, you make long lasting friends “behind the scenes”... hopefully these sayings are truths and not rumors that slip through the mouths of the pretty and stupid who are also deceitful and powerful (or maybe they force their will upon those who are too afraid of being stoned, or in this case of having their entire high school reputation to be thrown out the window for the rest of their school lives and possibly into

Their middle-aged moments with their cats and their teenagers and their beer).