Substantialicious?

Today was my first day back to school from the holidays. I got to school before all my friends as usual and when they finally showed up we talked about report cards. My parents seemed rather disappointed by my grades, speaking of that, and I was a little displeased to see that. I thought I did just fine. Anyway, they were all "what is this 'high honors' business? It's great by the way, but what does it mean? You're in the top... what percent of your class?" Of course, I had no idea, and neither did my other high honors friends (I'm still not sure what that means actually...).

At lunch my stomach was feeling absolutely dreadful and I decided not to eat anything so as not to further upset it. However, the five dollars in my binder were just too tempting, and when half of lunch passed I asked my friend Malone to get change for the five and get me a Snickers. I'm not sure when they started doing this, but I recently noticed there are little [made-up] words they put on the back of Snickers bars. Today it was "substantialicious" or something of the sort. In any case, it was a terrible thing to eat with an upset stomach, but what can I say? I have no power over my chocolate desires.

Starting today, I am taking "Communication Apps" (some sort of speech class) instead of Open Lab (which is basically study hall). It seems interesting enough, but a little cliche. It's the sort of propaganda class in which they repeatedly tell you (in a variety of different ways) that:
1. You are a mean person and you need to change (because all high school girls are mean of course according to adults. Not to sound all hoity toity but I don't really consider myself or many of my friends to be "mean" ....)
2. You listen to bad music that brainwashes you to believe women are all whores and sex objects
3. You are insecure and need to be less influenced by the media

Personally, I don't think I really listen to bad music. I listen to alternative and electronica mostly, which is generally not women-are-sex-toys propaganda. Even so, it's not difficult to identify the "hidden messages" in rap and pop and that sort of thing. I listen to the words in everything thank you, I know what I'm listening to. I'm not being "brainwashed" or "influenced." I can think for myself, I don't need the media to do that for me.

In any case, we all had to do mini introductions. One option was to say what you wanted to do in the future, which is what I chose. I said that I wanted to live in California and be a psychologist. Since my statement wasn't that long, the teacher asked "why California?" (it wasn't the sort of genuinely curious question, but rather an obligatory one because I didn't talk enough). I responded by saying that's where the crazy liberals were of course, and she laughed asking if I wanted to "cure them." I shifted my eyes nervously, seeing this was not going to be a very good start, and stated that actually, I was also a crazy liberal. It was all rather awkward.