I felt like a sheep today.
I know, an odd statement, but true nonetheless. I mean, I didn’t get down on all fours and suddenly sprout lovely, cottony softness all over my body. But I was herded from classroom to classroom in a sea of mindless sheep who zoned out half the time we were there. That’s right, I’m talking about SCHOOL.
Strangely enough, I feel like I’ve downgraded by going from homeschool to public school. Seriously, I feel (and can tell) that this year is going to be so much easier than my previous years. I mean, at least in homeschool (and all the co-ops and classes that that entails) there are no mindless sheep; people actually know how to make intelligent conversation there. At the school, it’s like people don’t even try; they just shuffle from class to class, barely remembering what they are even doing there.
And so my senior year begins as a sheep. Baaa.