Yeah, this world is what is going on in my head and my life. (Well some of what is going on in my head...not everything. Just wanted to clear that up for you.) So yeah, hope you like reading what I have to say. Don't forget to comment to. I would like to know what you think of my world you know. Cause if it sucks, I would like to kno. So, yeah, that's it!!

T.T xD -_- B)

Welp here is the second part to my orientation. I probably should have posted it sooner but yeah...

Wednesday August 2? ?:??am (I forget the time and the exact date and I don't feel like going to look lolz)

Wake up to yet another bad hair day. Not to mention I had to get up earlier to get ready because it started at 9.00am the bus I was taking came at 8:47. I was going to leave about 20 minutes before the bus came so I would have enough time to get to the bus stop and just in case it came early I wouldn't miss it.

Me: Stupid hair. Why does this happen every time I have to go somewhere. I got plenty of time though to fix it.

An hour passes and I am still in the bathroom trying to make my hair look somewhat better.

Mom: WHAT TIME WERE YOU LEAVING!!

Me:8:25

Mom: WHAT TIME ARE YOU LEAVING!

Me: I said 8:25

Mom: Well its *:20 now.

Me: Yeah okay

Two minutes later

Mom: WHAT TIME ARE YOU LEAVING? YOU KNOW YOU HAVE TO BE THERE AT NINE.

Me: 8:25

Mom: Well its 8:22 time for you to go.

Soon it was 8:25 and I couldn't leave because I wasn't ready. I spent to much time doing my hair that I didn't have my shoes on or for that matter I didn't even know where my bus pass was.

Me: Hey is there another time I can go because I'm not going to be able to make it on time.

Mom: Nope. You have to go now. Come on lets go so I can lock the door behind you

Me: I don't even have my shoes on.

Mom: Welp I don't know what to tell you. You need to go. Bye.

Me: -_- But I'm not ready.

Mom: Well that's your problem.

Me: *Go look for the letter with the times on it* hey, there is another one from 3 to 4.

Mom: Oh well then.. aren't you leaving?

Me: No. I'm not ready and by the time I get to the bus stop I will miss it.

Mom: Well you need to go

At this point I was like in my head, just stop talking. You're irritating me.
By the time I did eventually get ready, I was able to take a later bus. I wouldn't be on time to the orientation but I wouldn't be late either.

Me: Mom I'm leaving.

Mom: Oh just a minute I need you to take this with you and mail it.

Me: *Sighs* how come you didn't give that to me earlier? I am going to miss the bus

I was waitin five minutes for her to give me the letter because she had to find it then she had to check it to make sure everything was in it. I finally left and went to the stupid orientation expecting to listen to a whole bunch of crap on how they expect the school year to go and blah blah blah. (btw the bus stop wasn't hidden in the bushes. It was propped up against a street light. lolz)

The orientation only last about 15 minutes. And that is only because I had to wait in line to get my I.D. There wasn't a speech I had to listen to at all. I just had to get my stuff and get out. There wasn't even that many people there either. The problem occurred when I realized I had to be there for about another 45 minutes before a bus came so I could go home. I ended up talking to the lady who last summer tricked me and my friend into washing plastic table clothes and sorting books. The time past pretty fast. The only down side about the orientation was my I.D picture. It wasn't terrible but It could have been a lot better. Oh yeah on top of that my eyes deceived me. I thought what i was seeing was the awesome chocolate chip cookies my school has at orientations. They're huge cookies. I grabbed like 3 of them. It wasn't until after I took a bite out of them that i realized it was not chocolate chip. It was nasty oatmeal raisin. I still ate it though, a cookies a cookie.

Then there was this old guy giving me creepy looks while I was on the bus. But what can one expect? It's the city bus after all, you're bound to find some weird/ creepy person on the bus 80% of the time you actually ride. Well, at least where I live anyways.

CRAP WAGONS! This is extremely long. I'm going to shut up now. Please enjoy this picture.