Venting

Sometimes you wonder what to say or do next. Sometimes you know what to do or say next. And there are times when you think you know what to do or say next. Right now I am on the I know what to do next but I don't know what too say. I am also on the I wonder what would happen if I did do this, and what people would say. For the thinking you know what to do or say, I'm just thinking before I even say or do anything so I don't regret what happens.

Some people know that I go to High Point Charter school and just take a few classes at the High School. Now when you take classes at the High School you get a lot of homework. Some kids don't finish it because either one they don't understand it, two it takes them a while to work on the assignment. I am sure there are more reasons but those are mine. I take Biology and Geometry over at the High School and I don't understand Geometry as fast as some other kids do. I get frustrated very quickly if I can't figure it out or I mess a problem up. Then hell breaks loose. In Biology I really wish I could understand that too but I am a slow learner and my classes are going fast.

Cause I am going to High Point I do some of my homework while I am at High Point in the morning. Yes, I have done more High School work then High Point work, but think if you were in my shoes would you rather work on your homework for the High School and work on High Points work too when you get a chance or would you rather get in trouble for not finishing your High School work and just do High Point work? I am trying really hard to do both, but when your teachers messes you over in math and doesn't give you an algebra credit and then you get put in Geometry you might not understand stuff right away.

I loved High Point before, when Mr. Kennedy was alive. He was the glue of this school and I could tell everyone I know how wonderful and helpful this school is. I told many people that they should apply for the school. I hate to say it though, but right now I can't say that anymore. Since Mr. Kennedy died this school has changed for the worse. I can't tell anyone how wonderful High Point is anymore. I can't tell people to apply for High Point either. It is just not the same anymore and I hate that it is this way.

I am a junior in High School now and for the past 2 years I have told my mom so many times that if I could and I knew it wouldn't kill me I would tell her to take me out of High Point and put me in the High School. But I know if I did that I would just fall apart. I would be doing what I did in 6th grade again. Got home around 3:30 and then at 4:00 I would start homework and work on it until dinner. Then after dinner I would be right back at homework again. Mom probably wouldn't stay up until 2 in the morning every night like we did before but I am sure we would still be close to that time doing homework.