Character Study I

Just breath, just think about how you actually got into a school, this school isn't too big, no worries you got this. My words of encourage to myself weren't of much help as I entered the gargantuan colosseum of a classroom. I felt like I should have dressed up for the occasion and my grey t-shirt with blue jeans ,that had that one little rip in the knee for memories sake, and converse didn't really do the trick. I pushed my brown long brown hair behind my ear and marveled at the essence of what I got myself into. The "classroom" wouldn't even be classified as a classroom, that's how big it was and as I chose my seat of death I looked around. I saw the groups of people forming right before me as if in a movie. The goths, the populars, the geeks, the drama clubers, and the jocks all divided up the massive colosseum and made it seem smaller somehow. I was so amazed and popped in my headphones to give this delicate moment an epic theme song. People unconsciously walked to the beat and it led me right into the perfect seat, right in the middle, front of the classroom, in the center of all the "cliques." After all, I still wanted to make a good impression and I wouldn't let the reoccurring images of high school hinder that. I looked around and literally grouped everyone into what I saw them as and I didn't bother them with introducing myself. I was eager to start and end; this class was just another chapter in the book.