Yay! I'm still alive and blogging! Let's just leave the long period of no activity to "Nothing interesting happened" or, "This is normal Darby behavior."
So technically speaking, today was my third day of school. But oh well I was just to busy to write a post on the first day, or that's just normal of me to procrastinate.
I started out the first day of school by going to "home room" as many of my readers would call it. We call it "coyote time". (Guess what our school mascot is.) As my friend Emily likes to say it, at least we don't have to howl at our pep assemblies.
So in "coyote time" we're given the run-down of the school: no shirt no shoes no service, don't bring guns... etc. Interesting fact though, we are allowed to bring a knife if the blade is less than three inches on a fixed handle, or if it is spring loaded or a pocket knife it can be up to three and a half inches. Measuring with my thumb as a guide, I say you could probably gut a guy with a three inch blade. Of course you could also do it with a pair of scissors as well, but let's not get any ideas.
Anyway, at the end of coyote time we're given our scedules and locker number. The first thing that's wonko with this is that by giving out your scedule on the first day, not only can you not compare with friends, if something is wrong, like if you have two math classes, then it takes a few days to fix, meanwhile, you're going to math twice a day. The second bad thing about this is that right after coyote time, you have to go to your first period, leaving no time to go to your locker. So the first half of the first day I was lugging around all my supplies instead of what I just needed.
That aside, my classes are actually pretty fun. First is chemistry. In two days we had already set something on fire, and made something else glow and turn pretty colors. I don't know how it happened, but we got to use bunson burners! Though, the light above my desk flickers all the time...
Then there's racquet sports, my PE class that I chose on free will. Fun, but it's amazing how many people suck at it, since it's... you know, not required.
Then math. I'm taking Precalculus this year. If in Algebra 2 we did problems that people in NASA are doing to find the orbit of a satellite, then this year should be interesting. (Seriously, we had to find the angle an archer should fire from with x velocity, to hit a target y length from z far away and f feet off the ground, taking into account gravity as well. Then do it again if he was on Mars.)
Fourth is art. Another fun class. Art was voted #1 class to slack in though. Usually I'm waiting for everyone else to finish their work.
Next is Spanish. I forgot quite a bit over the summer. I did remember Como te llamas? and Que hora es? I also just re-learned Como eres?
Lunch. I eat at about 12:30. I'm usually pretty hungry at this point.
LA (or English for you other people.) We had to write an essay out of the blue today. I think I may have gone off topic a smidge, but I wrapped it up nicely in the conclusion.
History. Last period of day + History = sleep.
Aaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnndddddddddd I believe that's it.
I was wondering whatever happened with martial law in the hallways at lunchtime from last year?
Posted by: Lura | August 21, 2008 at 09:45 AM
can you feel so excited about your first day at school?
But I felt normal.
Posted by: newport driving school | February 19, 2009 at 09:49 PM
Yes. I was excited about my first day of school. What's day it?
Nice Post.
Thanks!
Posted by: Jahir Kamal | April 28, 2009 at 04:03 AM