Freshman year

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Freshman year kind of started off as a blur. I remember walking into a new school and being scared of what people would think of me. I didn't have very many friends the first couple of weeks, I don't think I ever felt like I fit in to that school. I would stare at all these new people, they all looked substantial. I started my freshman year at La Cueva. Everyone was so nice and kind but god where the teachers awful, they had such horrible ways of teaching, they would sit you at desk and give you a paper and expect you to learn it. The only teachers I actually remember being good where the art teachers. They actually cared about their students. I spent a lot of my time obsessing about art and friends especially this one person. From what I remember Freshman year really sucked for me. The only pure thing I remember is the innocence of what it felt like to start fresh somewhere. I enjoyed no one knowing what I was like, I stood out. I could be whoever I wanted to be and that felt freeing at the time.