Today is our 7th day at New Voices School of Academic and Creative Arts. And it’s been pretty good if you think that it’s good to be a shrimpy little white girl in a school filled with juvinile delinquents that consider themselves “gangstas.” My school is very clique-y. There’s the P.S. 295-er’s who just had to go upstairs to get to middle school, and are very self centered. The ganster boys who only talk about baseball and such and only waer baggy Sean John and Ralph Lauren shirts and jeans that sag down so much that you can see over half of their boxers. The gangster girls who only talk about makeup, clothes and accessories, and always wears slim jeans with big, flashy belts, and Roca Wear and Baby Phat shirts that look and MUST feel way too tight. And then there’s a geeks and white, shrimpy people. That’s where I fall into. My school is only 2 floors and the floors are shaped like I’s. So we can kinda take our time getting from 1 class to another. BUT, if you’re coming from dance to art, it’s not fun. walking up 8 flights of stairs from the basement to the 3rd floor. Doesn’t seem so bad huh? Well, it is if you’re carrying 2 10 pound textbooks in a 30 pound bookbag. That is the life and times of New Voices, Middle School of DOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!
