The year has started out nicely. I’ve been cast in a play (the annual One-Act Play, Snoopy!) so the performing continues to be a big part of my life. I’m glad to have the opportunity to return to the stage. Having a class every day (Drama Four) set in an actual theatre is a really glorious thing.

All of my classes, aside from Bible, have around twenty students in them. The energy in the room is always really refreshing. The bonding and relationships are nice.

I’ve already had three tests: an AP government reading quiz, an AP Literature essay test, and an AP calculus concept test. My AP government grade was a pleasant surprise, my AP Literature, unknown, and my AP calculus….disappointing. Looks like I may need someone to help me out with that math stuff…ugh..

Making friends is always happening. The most notable relationships which began this week were with the “girl who said ‘hi’ to me in the hallway between every single period on the first day,” the “my parents are late picking me up too” carpool guy, and the “red head who gave me a chocolate bar.” Yes, I do know their real names, but remembering all the new names isn’t easy especially when the weeks are so hectic. But, the excuse of “I’ve met a thousand people this week, so sorry!” seems to be working nicely.

Tomorrow, the juniors and seniors will travel to a camp site in Georgia for our annual beginning-of-the-year spiritual retreat. Everyone seems really excited about it. I’m gonna go and make some more new friends!

I’ll let you know if I have any success…

“You’re going to be home schooled, Chelsea,” my mom said, lovingly. Her intentions were well-founded, and I acquiesced without too much trouble. Leaving my fourth grade friends would be difficult, but I knew it was the right thing just as well as mom did. The next seven years of my life would be an adventure, filled with plenty of learning and friend-making. Being at home isn’t all bad. After several months of being “bored” in my basement, I started realizing the freedom that I had in my learning. I could use my creativity to broaden my own academic horizons. It worked well.

Now it’s 2009, just under three hundred days away from my graduation date, and the finish line hasn’t moved. (The course just changed around a bit.) I’m back at GACS!  Why submit myself to the horrific torture that is American high school?  My answer is AP classes, college counselors, and the glory of being a SENIOR, my friend!

So here I am. Back at school. I’m not sure exactly what to expect, and I’m trying to keep an open mind.

Wish me luck!