I took an about and hour and half long nap right after school. I thought I was about to die with sleepiness. I haven't slept afterschool since last year in my old house. It was strange and I remembered things and I was sad because I hate being reminded that I'm not where I want to be.

Algebra II is one of my dreaded classes because I don't know anyone there and somehow I found myself being seated next to the 'popular' girls in the beginning of the year. I have never been so annoyed with people in my entire life. Everyday it was talks of, 'Omg you have such perky boobs!' and 'Mr. Fett! I don't get it!' after he explained it for about 3 days already. On tuesday we were told that we had to pick new seat on wendsday (yesterday)I was thinking that there was no way I could come to this class tomorrow because I don't know anyone and I'd feel so dumb walking around the class scrounging for a seat to sit by someone that already has friends. I found a seat in the back the next day next to pretty much the same girls that I was sitting by before. Oh God. But there was this guy who wasn't here yesterday and wasn't aware that we had new seats. One of the popular girls came up to him and was like, 'You're in my seat. Move.' So he moved and he moved right next to me. He looked at me and asked if he could sit by me. I said sure.

Hi, what's your name?
May.
My name is Dan.

And then he whipped out his headphones during class and started listening to music. I liked him already. I took out a piece of paper and wrote 'I thought you're not allowed to have headphones' and he wrote back. We had a conversation throughout algebra II. Clips of our conversation on paper:

Do you always listen to music in class?
Yep! ;) Most of the time I listen.
Do you ever pay attention?
Yeah. I have ADHD, so I tend to get off track!
Too bad. What is your grade?
B+
Pssshh...good job. Are you one of those hidden genuises? Haha.
Hidden poet actually. Genuis is for wusses and old men.
Poet? Impressive. What do you write about? Can I see? I use to be a poet.
Come to Trunk of Funk @ 7. I read my poetry there. Mostly, I write about angst and love. I'm a hopeless romantic.
Nah, I'm completely anti-social, going would go against my principles.
Go anyways. I need a cheering-section.
I would but I'd feel stupid. Being new at this school makes social events awkward.
Your point? Who cares if you're new? Come and meet me and my friends.
I don't know what it is anyways.
Poets, actors, and musicans get together.

Which is when I thought to myself, this is it! I'm looking for a way to get away from everything and just let loose. I was hoping that someone would save me because I need to be saved. I have an opening, I have an escape. I didn't take it.

I'm just glad that I met a nice person today.

After Algebra II, I went to Ancient World History, and after that I went to Chemistry. The guy sitting next to me in Chemistry told me that I dont fit in.I don't think he realized what he said. I don't think I realized what he said. All I know is that I didn't speak much during that class.

You know that I always want to hesitate
Please remember good things come to those who wait
Sorry I've got to go away again
Sometimes I never want to leave at all
~reggie & the full effect

Air. Clouds. Breathe.

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