Thursday, September 2, 2010

School Daze.

Today was the first day of school. All of my classes went well, I think I made an impression on the teacher in each, (I got that feeling during my American Studies class especially. The teacher handed out a paper with thirty current events questions. Most of them I just happened to know off the top of my head, and others I made an educated guess at. I got most of them right, and I think they took notice. Of course, that's hard to say. There are fifty-one kids in that class...) and it felt like the start to a really successful, really good year.

Let me go class by class for you:

Before School: Went to the band room to hang out with all of my friends. I didn't realize how much I had missed them. Especially Jack. He's my best friend, quite honestly. We don't see much of each other over the summer, but that has more to do with me working and him having gigs with his band. We got a chance to catch up, and he walked me to Advisory like the kind gentleman friend he is.
Advisory: First off, Advisory is like a homeroom, except it only meets once a week (Mondays after seventh period, oddly...) and you talk about issues through the school, voting for class presidents, schedule changes, and it's a time to do homework later in the year. So today I went, got the assignment books from the level office, and then was given my schedule (which was finally correct after three visits to the guidance councilor last year.) and sent off to my first period class.
Creative Writing: My teacher is insane. Insane in the good way, though. She's sarcastic (very much like me, actually...) and she expects a lot in the way of creativity and writing. Yay! She had us make nametags, we were aloud to ask her questions about her personal life to get to know her better, and then the bell rang (really short periods today...)
American Studies: There are fifty-one kids in this class. Oh my God. I don't know how I'll be able to work like this, though I guess it'll be a good tool because of all of the college classes that are lectures and large like this. It's really intimidating though. We did a thirty question current events worksheet, which I did fairly well on. I was proud that I was pretty well rounded as far as the answers I knew.
Madrigals: This is like a choir. I miss the old group, I'm not going to lie. And I'm the only girl that was in the class last year, which is both an honor and an intimidation. I kind of feel pressured to carry the weight of my entire section, which isn't a weight I'm really in the mood to carry, quite honestly. But we didn't have to sing much, which is good, because my voice was kind of tired because of the "Hi! I haven't seen you in forever! I miss you!" etc.
Pre-Calculus: Bah, humbug. KILL ME. I'm going to hate this class. I mean, math is great. I'm good at math, I can do it, but I have to work my freaking butt off to get it to work in my brain. This is going to be so hard, but I'm going to make it work... I hope.
Speech Arts: It's a good thing that I'm going to have this class right after math. I'm going to need an escape after that class. I'm so excited to be a part of this class, th be able to finally enjoy myself in an elective that wasn't something like choir. Don't get me wrong, I love Choir, but I'm just very excited to have a choice elective. It's exciting, and this is a good start. It involves a lot of moving, dancing, and putting yourself outside of your comfort zone, which is something I've always been good at as an actress.
Acting: Same teacher, same room. I'm so happy to have this class. It's going to be so much fun to get to act with my friends and all of the people I've been wanting to take Acting with since like... Freshman year? Good stuff. I'm excited.
AP Psychology: I had this teacher freshman year. Not sure that it's such a good thing, but, I liked the way she taught, and I think that I'll end up being good at this class.

I have friends in each. I'm so happy that I know people in every class, I'm tired of feeling like a stupid freshman who doesn't know anyone in their class. I'm good at making friends anyway, but, you know... It's a pain, really.

I'm going to go do my homework, because I have to do every single homework assignment that I get assigned. Day one, complete. Only one hundred and seventy nine days left until summer. School days, that is.