First time feels like the last time.

When I started high school at Rincon a long time ago. They introduced me to a person who showed me where my locker was, where my classes were, where the cafeteria was,  and just the whole campus in general.

Once I figured out where everything was I never saw the boy again, but I made friends quickly. I generally hung out with people who were a little different because I am a little different too. Most of them were rockers who liked heavy metal music, which is what I am into. It was awesome hanging out with them because we would talk about music every lunch time.

My first class was Algebra and it was very abstract and it was a little challenging, but after a while I got the concept and I did pretty well at it. My last class was English which I excelled in because even back then. I loved to write. Thank you for reading.

It is that time of year, Micky and Minnie seem appropriate at this time.