Summer School, oh what a time - coming to Mountain View every day at 7:45, to sit in three classes for two hours every day for a month and a half, with mostly strangers, learning things that I kind of already knew. And oh, how awful that sounds, but in actuality, it wasn’t that bad.
For three weeks of June, my life was having to learn about factoring and graphing with KP in math for four hours, eating mozzarella breadsticks for lunch and then going to third period so that I could learn about why space is the way that it is with Mr. Crosby. And the following three weeks were psychology for four hours a day with Mr. Fong.
Now, classes were interesting, but meeting kids from Lehi, Polaris, Orem High, and other MV students was by far the most interesting part. Stoners, athletes and humans were all the same, in that no one really wanted to be in the halls of Mountain View over the summer, but all of us were, despite our disinterested state. Some of you may be intrigued by what kind of people I would met at summer school, and now I’ll try and represent them:
JP was tall, blonde, had an athletic build, did math, had a lot of confidence, and ate nothing but granola bars. He had a dream of owning a Dodge Viper one day, and he lived in New York City for a few years.
Lopez was a heavier set soon-to-be IT worker, who worked at Best Buy and Zupas Cafe and talked a big game about being good at video games and about having a good car when in reality he was VAC Banned in CS:GO and he drove a Dodge Neon that didn’t have a working muffler.
And most notably, there was Greg*, a stoner whose hair was almost to his waist, who wore headphones every day of class and who chewed pencils. Every day he wore a Mens Baja Rasta Poncho from Journeys, every day he listened to Stephen King novels on Audible and every day he knew everything that Mr. Crosby taught us in Earth Systems.
*Greg is not his legitimate name, but I couldn’t remember his real name.
So in summary, summer school wasn’t all that bad. Getting a refresher in psychology was nice, KP was really laid back and I got as close to comprehending something math related was a once in a lifetime experience, and Crosby’s Earth Systems class was an adventure.