First day of school.

First day of school today. It was better than I'd thought. I actually missed my friends, and the familiar feeling of "learning". School is, unbelievable as it sounds, fun; there are people MY AGE, who doesn't call me a slut or a whore, and actually respect and like me for who I am. I like the lessons, and how I'm actually making use of my life; I like the fact that I'm learning something instead of wasting my time counting sheep or something. Lessons are easy, though some tasks are rather challenging; and I like the feeling of chatting animatedly and having fun in and out of lessons, laughing at an "in" joke or teasing a teacher-sharing simple friendship. Call me a nerd, but I do enjoy it all.

As the first bell announcing the official start of my Year 9 school life rang at precisely 8:38 am, there was nothing much to it; the Year 7, 11 and 12 had already gone back to school yesterday, and a short assembly at the beginning of the day set us off. We all headed to the shed, where we received our timetables, vaccination forms and fees; we were then briefly introduced to the two new students in our grade, who'd unbelievably passed the ridiculously hard entrance tests. One of the new students (I can't spell her name) was a sister of my old classmate, and they were NEARLY IDENTICAL TWINS. I freaked out when I saw the two; it was like seeing double. I like the new girl; she can take a joke, and she's cool. c:

Anyway. After we got all the things, we went onto our second period: LOLCOMMERCE. We had a new teacher that I'd never seen before, and it was actually quite interesting. I really liked the teacher, and her methods, and my classmates as we were fortuitous enough to have no troublemakers in our midst. Next came recess, and then Photography for a double period. Our teacher, Mrs Eaken is the most awesome teacher ever. She's like a lost twin sister of Lady GaGa; flamboyant neon green skinny jeans and dangling bracelets, AS WELL AS a cool scarf. Oh, she's blond too. c:

After getting an ASSIGNMENT on our first day back from Photography, we had English. We're doing film studies for our first topic, and it was pretty dull, so I won't rave on about it. Science was next. It seemed like I had good teachers; our teacher, Mrs Hill could keep the students in check.

Lunch was next, and then math. Oh, math. How easy it was. Seriously, screw quadratic trinomials and whatever else the teacher has in mind. At least I know I'll do well this year. *note to self: definitely shouldn't have bludged through half the semester last year, OR have fully screwed the yearly examination. Fml.

Uhm. English again after math, and then it was 3:06 and school ended. Yay. c:

Pretty uneventful first day back, but I'm satisfied with it. I LOVE my History and PDHPE teacher, although people say they're terrorists and a pedophile (SHE GAVE ME AN A <3). I'm kinda pissed that our class of 8Y had to be split up and completely annihilated this year, but can't have everything, I guess. I can't believe I still have trouble finding the correct rooms after two years of being in Baulko. o_o; What have I forgotten? Oh yes. THAT FUGLY GREEN PIECE OF SHIT THAT THEY CALL OUR "UNIFORM". It's like a worst nightmare reanimating itself back to life. I'd forgotten just HOW REVOLTING it was, complete with that green and gold tie. Whoever designed our uniforms must have been colour blind.

I should work on that Photography assignment now, and get ready for school on Monday. Yay weekend, except I don't have that much free time left. Ugh, bored and starving. This is the first time that I've actually written a full account of my day on this blog...wow. Heh, that's all there is, to Sara's boring and dull school life. c: