Chatterbox: Down to Earth

I'm about to explode with thoughts and ideas. Ranting is good. Ranting is very good. Feel free not to read this whole thing, or even pretend it's not here, but I need to talk about my life in something. I don't keep a journal ,and other than pray about life, I haven't told anyone. I know you guys won't judge.

*virtual hug even though I can have severe issues with touching people

As oldies and some middies know, I have had some severe issues with education in the past. Then I got tested. Woo hoo, my IQ is ridiculously high. Yay! I have social issues. Yay! I have attention problems and suffer with acute BOREDOM. Double yay!

This year, I'm going to a private school. I love it. Please, don't hate me for describing it. On Monday, I have electives/lit and lab. It's amazing! I'm in Creative Writing and a Neuroscience course. I love them both! Lab is tenth, eleventh, and twelfth grade chemisry, all done in the comforts of my own lab!

On Tuesday, I have SEL, Manatea Time, and book groups along with another activity that varies by day.  SEL is social-emotional learning. All of the kids at my school are like me, the school is actually designed for people like me, and so most of us have issues with people or socially. In SEL, we work on teamwork and things like that. There are a couple of activities that stand out for me. 

Eskimo baseball. The simplest, most fun game ever! There are two teams: offense and defence. When on offense, one person takes the ball and stands in the center of the playing field. The rest of their team huddles in a tightly knit ball next to them. After spinning around five tms with their eyes closed, the person chucks the ball as hard as they can. Once thrown, it is either caught (for an automatic out) or retrieved by a member of the opposite team. As the person who threw it runs around the rest of their team members as much as they can before the other team succeeds, the defense team takes the ball and passes it over head then under legs until they reach a bucke, where it is then put it and points are totaled. Get the jist?

The other one I love is the  Bunker. I can't tell you many details about this one in case you ever play it, but it's really fun, but also really stressful. You learn a lot of things about people that you didn't know beforehand. Like, I learned that some of the people in my class don't hate me. Yay! Sincerely.

Manatea Time is a mentoring program I organized with a few others where we pair up with Upper Elementary students, drink tea with them, and play games. It's fun!

In book groups, we're reading The Scarlet Letter. It's kind of boring, but it's better than See Spot Run!

On Wednesday, I have Creativity Morning, and somethig that has caused me grief.

Creativity morning is amazing! From 9 to 12, we go to three stations and do something creative. I'm in film, which has a four thousand dollar camera and professionals to work with,  and Scriptplay, which is an amazing theatre class where we write the script and perform it, and sewing. In Scriptplay, our play is about a reality TV show called America's Next Top Villain. I wish I could show you the script, but I can't. It's hilarious, though. I'm the host.

In the afternoons, we have an icky health class that I was able to drop out of to go to the 5-6 grade class. I'm dying of boredom there, but what can I say? The rest of the week is great. I advocated to get myself out of the other one, and I'm going to get myself out of this mess, too.

On Thursdays, it's basically the same as my Monday schedule.

On Fridays, it's an all inquiry day! Inquiry time is literally what it sounds like: time to work on whatever we want to and pursue our interests. It's amazing what I can do. I've discovered that.

THe best part? I've actually made a friend. She's amazing, and I can't believe that I actually was brave enough to start talking to her. We have a lot in common, from our beliefs to our personalities to our sense of humors... it's fantastic.

The only problem with school is that a lot of the kids there are pretty rich, and I'm not. My friend isn't super rich either, which is nice, but a lot of the kids have families with million dollar salaries. Smart parents, smart kids, you get the picture.

On that note, I'm excited because we're planning class trips ourselves. Second years (seventh graders) are planning an overnight trip to Portland, ME, in May. I'm psyched! So, the only problem is, the trip is going to be kind of expensive.  That stinks. 

Oh, yeah. In the mornings I have math. I do an advanced algebra class on Monday and Thursday mornings, and I have CRYPTOGRAPHY on Tuesdays and Fridays. Cryptography is amazing! My teacher is super nice, and I'm learning how to decode ciphers so well that I would have been an asset in WWII.  

Now: psyco-sociological issues. I'm *gulp* smart, I guess. These kids are smart. They are confident in their intelligence. I am not. Because I am not confident, I come across as shy and idealess. Which I'm not.

Oh, another thing. I don't answer any questions unles I'm directly asked. I have an answer for most or even all of them, but I'm so scared to talk that I never say them. I love it when I'm called on unexcpectedly because I really do answer questions, but if I'm not, then I don't. Stupid, stupid me.

Also, I'm worried that I can't do things even when I know I can. The leader in me is slowly starting to show again, but the years of wear and tear on it at school, and the fear of everyone else being so much smarter than me puts a damper on it. But I thank God every day that he blessed me enough to go to this school. My light was beginning to fade, and now the beauty of knowledge is coming back.

Everyone, thank you if you read this through. I feel a lot of weight off my chest for writing all this down. Now where's a notebook? I need to finish Nano!

Hint hint, I'm probably going to comment with a lot more rannting, so be warned, o great writer. Be warned! 

-S.E.