Not So Much

**WARNING**

The following may contain strong language inappropriate for parents without middle schoolers.

**WARNING**

So, I knew middle school was going to be bad.

I think middle school is bad everywhere, and I actually think our middle school is okay.

But it isn't making a good first impression!

Mikayla went to middle school orientation last Friday. Parents are not welcome.

Seriously, it was so hard to send her off and just let her go.

Well, she had a whole series of classes that she was supposed to be taking, but the school, instead of putting her into the classes they told us they were going to put her in, they gave her a generic schedule.

Luckily, Mikayla had the presence of mind on Friday to notice that she was not scheduled to take Orchestra and French, so she went to the guidance counselor and had them fix it.

Well, what she didn't know was that her math and language arts classes were both wrong...and the "nice" guidance counselor didn't notice either.

So, after coming home from school on Tuesday, Mikayla knew for sure now that her classes were wrong, so I drove down to the school to speak to the guidance counselor myself. (This was after having called and being told that the guidance counselors were too busy to talk to me and that there wasn't really a point in leaving a message because they weren't going to call me back. Nice.)

So, when I got to the school 20 minutes after school had ended, the guidance counselors had all left for the date. Yeah. Wonder why everything is all messed up?

So, I sat and waited for 45 minutes to talk to the 6th grade administrator. When someone finally came to get me, they said that the administrator was still in the meeting but that they didn't want me to wait any longer, so they took me back.

As I entered the room I found myself greeting the principal and both assistant principals. There's nothing like starting at the top!

The school principal was lovely. She took a copy of the schedule and assured me that she would take care of this first thing in the morning.

Any guesses as to what happened?

Nothing. That's right. Nothing.

So, when Mikayla came home from school yesterday, she came home with EXACTLY the same schedule that she went to school with.

It isn't that it didn't get fixed that makes me mad, it's that when the principal gives you her personal assurance that she is going to take care of it, you expect that, right?

So, I called her. And she apologized and said that she would see to it.

Yeah. I only buy that once.

So, I went to the school today, determined not to leave until they saw me. I took Katie and Becky and decided that they could run wild through the school until someone was ready to help me.

I waited another 45 minutes before they did.

And, when they finally got around to seeing me, they didn't know Mikayla needed a schedule change. (And she had already been there herself, TWICE!)

They did actually changed her schedule, but the only way to make it work, was not only the change every single class that she was taking, but to change every single teacher too!

The best part of it all? If we had gotten it fixed yesterday, she would have been allowed to keep her teaches and just switch periods.

Ack.

Did I mention that the kids swear like sailors, some of the teachers dress like hoochies, and we have already had to have a "what does this word" mean conversation?

I don't like middle school yet.

Is it going to get better?