Biology

Biology class. Whatever happened to Biology class. Well I guess what happened is I moved thousands of miles away from my hometown, oh and I graduated. So I guess you could say, that there was no need to be in a biology class anymore. As I was conversing with Christine today, bestfriend-bio partner-tinfoil collector, she was telling me of a mark she took in Chemistry that probably would not please her parents too well, but it reminded me of stressing over tests. Even though I strongly dislike science of any sort, I always looked forward to bio, mainly for the people that I avoided doing work with or talking with Ms.K. I remember opening countless animals, I would have to say I was quite into the frog dissection and also crying countless times over those damned punnet squares. No matter how many times Christine would explain to me, or Ms. K , or extra pre-exam practices I went to, I hated them. In the end, after months of frustration I still managed to pull a good enough mark. Needless to say without Christine as my bio partner, I doubt I would have passed that first exam. If I remember correctly our table, at the front of the classroom consisted of Christine, Myself, Myles and Jay. Jay was usually too wrapped up in his man crush of John Mayer, singing away songs of countless heartbreak to join our power pod, but Christine, Myles and I excelled at almost everything we did together. Although Myles was always distracting us with his ability to use his iphone in class, we were a good team. It just made me think about how much I miss highschool. I miss walking in every morning barley making it to my locker before O Canada, but sometimes if you are wearing the proper footwear, aka no heels, you would be able to sneak through the MPR and still make it to Ms.Knights creative english course. I miss when you spot your bestfriend in the hallway coming from the opposite direction, you still wave or make a silly face , even though you know your bound to see them in the mpr in a matter of mintues. I miss the teachers saying hello to you everytime they saw you, even if you attempted to put your head down, because you definately did not pay attention last class and they called you out on it infront of everyone. I miss all of us girls trying to put together whatever money we had left from our paychecks to buy a bag of chips or a chocolate bar. But I think most of all I miss the parking lot after school. Of course, I didnt have my own car, and there was absolutely no need for me to get a ride home seeing as I live 75 steps away, but I always ended up in someones car. Pumping music, crazy dancing, hiding ryans binders. Watching him look for them, watching him get worried, watching him get angry, watching him give up. hahahaha. I think overall, I really miss the people and the atmosphere. I am very lucky to be able to say that highschool was alot of fun for me. I talk to some friends here, and they complain about how horrible highschool was for them. I am thankful that I had a great group of friends who always knew how to brighten my day. As a wise, older person once told me,

You are in charge of your own happiness.

Something , that I live by alot, out here.