The Fall [3] - Answers

Third year was here, now we had the next subjects: Physics, Chemistry, Ethics, Mexican History, English III, Technical Drawing, Sports III and another I can't remember (Arts I think.).

Cesar, Edgar and I kept developing a closer friendship, I did pretty much the same regarding my grades, Chemistry and English kept saving me, my drawing teacher still hated me and now, my physics teacher too! I swear, there was one bimester when Cesar admitted I did better than him and I got a 6 and he got a 10, the teacher didn't justify that grade.

You know, I knew my grades were really, really bad, and that I dissapointed more that one person, I was really doubting if I was going to be able to go to High School, I still remember I prayed a lot asking "for a chance", I remember I said this a lot: "I just want a chance, to prove I'm not a loser, to show of what I'm capable of". Everyday, I said the same "I just want one more chance".

That year we had to pick our high school, we then made a test, and depending of the grades you were assigned to each school. I asked for CECyTEM Izcalli: Tech. Chemistry Laboratorist, since I was 100% sure I wanted to spend my live with chemistry, Cesar and Edgar choose High School #9, one of UNAM's high schools, and apparently one of the best public high school's in Mexico, my dad studied there, and he wanted to make me apply for it, but I decided not to, though, that meant that I was going to take different roads that my two great friends. But well, as long as we got what we wanted, we were okay. I did okay in the test, I was assigned to CECyTEM Izcalli, pretty nice stuff.

That year I also made friends with Andrea (she was deeply in love with Cesar :p), Lucia, Tania (she also was in love with Cesar D: ), Brenda and...Guadalupe? Oh, and there was this guy called Marco, we really didn't like him, but he thought we did, so he never was apart from us.

When I was about to end the course, my Algebra professor (the same I had on second grade), told me that he and I knew that I had a lot of potential, but that I loved to slack a lot, and told me to stop being like that, since that would ruin my life. I still keep his words with me, it was nice that a professor believed in me. I wish I could show him how far I've reached and how much I have left...

That year really shaped my live, I started to be more relaxed about everything, started to be more open to people and such...few days after I ended junior high school I came to this conclusion, people may not like it, but at least it fitted in most cases, and not even just me, more people have agreed with me:

"Bullying may be a bad thing, but seriously, it stops making you act like a girl, period."

Now, don't get me wrong, I know bullying is quite some serious in some regions, but well, here is quite "light", so I think I can say this, but well, that's the way I saw it.

I can say I was quite ready for the next step...

The Fall [2]

Then, it came second year of junior high school, since my parents could not afford a private school anymore, this time I went to a public school, it's name was Moises Saenz.

I wasn't fan of the idea, but there was no other choice.

First day was really odd, I entered the school around 7AM, everyone was in the schoolyard, and I had no idea of where to go, I just new my my group was 2-C, so I kept walking until I found any signs of my group, I think that some minutes after the principal asked for everyone to line up with their respective group. So, I decided to ask a teacher I saw and she took me with the group. There started the disaster.

I will try to be brief with the stories from junior high school, since I pretty much hate that period, and nothing extraordinary happened there.

In second grade I kept doing pretty bad when it came to grades, the only reason of why my report cards weren't that depressing was because of English and Chemistry.

There, I met probably one of the most awesome persons I've ever met, Cesar and Edgar, they're twins. The two of them were really kind with me, though, they were the "smarty pants" of the class...pretty ironical if you ask me. They were friends with Pablo, Rubén, and Levi. I didn't get well with Pablo that year. And now that I remember, Cesar and Edgar started talking to me because of Rubén, which was a cool guy as well. But I lost contact with him after junior high school, I found him on FB few months back, which was pretty nice since we got to talk again.

The classes I had that year were: Algebra (were I wish I would have payed more attention. :p), History, Biology, Geography, Introduction to Physics & Chemistry, English, Sports and and optional subject, I picked "Technical Drawing".

Call me crazy, but many professors didn't like the fact that I was friends with Cesar and Edgar, they said I was going to distract them, they always tried to make us sit far from each one. The teachers that disliked that the most, were my Drawing and Geography teachers, and even Cesar and Edgar agreed with me on that. I had a lot of problems with those two teachers, the Geography teacher simply hated me, she never let me make my expositions because my flip-charts were rolled instead of folded, she never checked my homework, said I never worked and such. The drawing teacher was at least fair with me. I ended up failing Geography for some reason (yeah), I made the extraordinary test, I got an 9/10.

The math professor had a certain interest on me, he knew I had quite some potential, but since I slacked a lot on his class he kept getting dissapointed.

Since I was the newbie there, I kept getting picked by the others, nothing bad really. I got used to it from before. :p

Thanks God, I ended that nightmare in one piece.