First Day of Being A Junior

First day of school is when we can't wake up for school, have at least 10 pages of policies you have to get signed, carrying your bags throughout the day, having empty 1&half inch binders that only have 2-3 sheets in them and whine about how school sucks.

Like the usual me, I was late to school...on the first day of school. Thankfully my first period Living and Working with Children teacher, Mrs.Stableford didn't mark me late. I was relieved that when I walked in, I saw familiar faces. That's the first thing we do when we walk into a new class: "Anyone that I can sit with?" The teacher did the regular - talk about the course, blah blah blah. Finally, she started talking about the sugar baby! OH JOY! Ever since I was little I always wanted to have that assignment where we got to carry a fake baby for a whole week. She told us that we would be able to make our own baby from sugar and pantyhose. I think I'm going to make some fat, chubby boy (:

Not being able to wake up early, I missed my breakfast. By the time 2nd period came around, the noises started happening. Oh gosh, it was embarrassing. I kept on drinking water to fill my empty stomach but it was not working. Thankfully, my teacher wasn't those teachers that talk really quietly but really loudly, enough to drown my stomach grumbling. Anthropology, Psychology and Sociology was my 2nd period class and was being taught by Mr. Tran. Hopefully he is as good as teaching this course as he is with his english classes.

After the usual lunch of eating pho, came my 4th period class. I hated this class. I didn't even sign up for this class! It was computer science. Truthfully, I don't even know ANYTHING about the computer - how to take it apart, the parts of a computer, blah blah blah. Whenever my computer broke, it was my brother's job to fix it. The first thing I noticed when I walked in was how many boys were in the class. They weren't even the boys that I talk to; they are the nerdy ones that play computer games in the cafeteria during lunch. There are some girls but they are probably those ESLs that got stuck into the class because there were none left. There were a lot of new faces saying "the most exciting thing I did this summer was come to Ca-na-da" with those fresh chinese accents. Hopefully I can drop that course and get into a class where I can actually relate to it!

Lastly was my grade 12 math class. I was hoping that any grade 11s would be in my class since a lot of people my grade fast tracked last year. I thought wrong. I am the lonely girl sitting in the back of the room. You know, the ones you see in the movie, where no one sits beside them. The one that doesn't talk but concentrates on her work. The one that don't participate. Well, that's me. Gosh, why does God hate me! Hopefully, I'll get to make some grade 12 friends! ):

I think the first day of school is getting worse and worse every year. I think it's because the guidance does a crappy job. I'm getting my parents to call in tomorrow asking them to change my schedule. (yn) Wish me luck!

(I just noticed this should go on my other blog, but screw that!) :)