Today I got kicked out of school for trying to turn some papers in to a teacher. Oh, Lakeside.
I have a very unique schedule this year. I decided after three years of taking high school classes because they “looked good,” I was done. This year I’m doing what I want to do. Fortunately, what I want to do also looks great on a transcript. Unfortunately, it involves some out of the box thinking.
My weekly schedule goes something like this: A few hours at school, then a class at Ga Tech, then some work at the CDC. That’s about the most amazing schedule I have ever seen (in case you were wondering, I’m a science kid.) I formulated this plan back at the beginning of this year and have been working it into effect since then, with a lot of help from my parents and a bit of help from my school.
Here’s what I mean by a bit of help. On registration day at school, I tried to get some help with my schedule from the principal. After explaining my situation, he suggested I DROP my COLLEGE class at Tech because it wasn’t at a great time. Strike one. Later, my work study teacher (work study is the program that allows me to go to the CDC) told me that work study may not be for me and that I should just take classes at school. Awesome. I’ve been through a week of hell with more obstacles than I’ve ever seen. But wait, it gets better mwhaha.
Today I had four classes, then I was supposed to go home. No work or anything today. However, because of some car troubles, my mom had my car and I had no way of getting home. My solution was to spend the newly-freed up three hours helping some friends with their senior shirt idea. I worked for almost the entire three hours. I finally printed out a finished product and began walking to the room where I could turn it in, but I was rudely stopped by a security… person yelling, ” Ay you! Boy right deya! Where you think you goin?”
Like I’ve done a million times since the year started, I explained my situation to her. And she promptly kicked me out of school. I told her I didn’t have a way of getting home. She said then stand outside. I was kicked out of my own high school during school hours for trying to help my friends with a project. Oh, Lakeside.
Needless to say, I sneaked back into school and turned my papers in. I was just taken aback that I was thrown out of my own school. She wouldn’t even explain why. Ouch. Once again, I can’t wait to leave.
P.S. This an important disclaimer: I want to recognize my teachers and my counselor for helping me work out my schedule and for being flexible with theirs. I also must thank my principal, certain teachers, and some administrators and security personnel for motivating me to get as far away from that establishment as possible. If they had been kind to me, I may not be in Tech or at the CDC. I might have been happy taking classes at school.