This is it. The end of Sophomore year. The transition from my current rank to an upperclassman as I perceive it will no doubt be a drastic one. As high-scholars, our class is no longer on the rotting end of the food chain. To me, that means alot already. Juniors have always been the hype beasts, the entrepreneurs, the whores. They've maintained my perception of those wild, sex-having, youthful scholars that you only see on television. I'm sure that this stereotype is totally inaccurate, but my point is that high school has always been associated with them, not the seniors.
Three truthful, meaningful events have occurred today to signify my transition from sophomore to junior:
I woke up at oneinthemorningsomething because I thought that I heard a tiny buzzing by my ear. After trying to fall back to sleep, I noticed that an irritating, scratchy lump had formed on the surface of my wrist. So I came to the conclusion that a mosquito had somehow found its way into my room.
"It's just one bite, it doesn't matter.", I told myself. Well, I did. At least until another bite formed by my armpit.
Peeved, I pulled myself out of bed and turned on the lights. After some thorough searching, I decided that the mosquito had left.
I killed the lights, jumped into bed, and pulled the covers over my neck. Despite this, it managed to bite my cheek, the only exposed part of myself left. I was furious and the rest of the night was comprised of some magical cycle of mosquito bites and getting out of bed to look for the culprit in paranoia.
At threeinthemorningsomethingg, the bastard flew up my nose. I snorted and sneezed, literally flung myself off of my mattress, and resumed my search. This was the last straw.
I closed the door to my bedroom and proceeded to check every square inch of the room around me. i found it, a tiny speck next to my pillow, and mercilessly smashed my palm into the wall. It died instantly.
That night I slept confidently on top of my sheets. It wasn't a warm night at all, I just enjoyed the satisfaction of teasing the rest of those little bloodsuckers.
The other two incidents of today will be explained tomorrow, when I'm staying awake on more than just spare caffeine.
