School and Rain

Yesterday, school started. In ways this is good, others, it is bad. I am now a senior. It feels no different, we are not special in any way, we just get to take cool classes like AP Calculus. Shiver. I got Jeremy's old book, I hope I can live up to his legacy. I am also one of three students responsible for putting together the yearbook this year. I am afraid that things might fall apart ever so slightly. I am also unsure as to our advisor (homeroom teacher person) because he doesn't do anything until after the bell has rung for us to go to our classes, and so Andry and I didn't get our scedules because a certain irate physics teacher wanted all his students in class imediately.

It has also been raining. To all you non Arab/arab afeliated types out there, in Yemen, this is viewed as a good thing, a blessing, because it happens so infrequently, and the land needs it so badly. It looks like it might even rain twice today! Once before school this morning, and the skies are gray and it smells like rain again now.