Hello Bloggers! Today was my first day of school, as you probably know, and I almost left you hanging there for a second just because I am so EXHAUSTED. But, Kristen made me swear on my CSI merchandise, so I decided to type up a little something before diving into bed and falling into a (hopefully) dreamless slumber.
So, we’ll start my day from the time that I woke up (6 AM!). I’d just like to say one significant fact, which is that I was completely frozen. I didn’t have my window open or anything, so I think it was just the shock that in just a couple short hours I would be thrust back into my own personal hell. Luckily, I had my new hair to keep me company, since I dyed it yesterday and it’s now tri-colored. Perchance I shall post some pictures up soon? We’ll see.
Anyway, before you read any further, you should know one thing…I go to a private all-girls catholic school. “Ah,” you say, “that definitely explains your weird tendencies and random blogs.” Why, yes, yes it does. In fact, every single weird thing about me was a direct result of going to my school. (That was just a gigantic lie, but let’s roll with it…)
So, I got to school early because my dad drove me, usually I take the train and the city bus since it’s downtown. But, it was peaceful, and nice, and I had time to check my class list and find my locker and everything. And then…the other girls started coming in, and the hallways were filled with so many shrieks and yells and “Oh My Gods!” that I think I’ve become permanently deaf in one ear. This is either a blessing, or a curse, I seriously can’t decide.
So, since I got to school early and was basically one of the first people in my homeroom, I took advantage of that and got the best seat! It was right in the middle, right beside the window so the light came in and made my hair shine nicely. So after depositing my books, I finally locate some friends and we went around laughing and looking at new things and showing off my hair and – oh, traumatizing grade 7s. It’s a skill.
But, karma seems to have bitten me in the ass at this point, because I go back up to my homeroom (a bit late, because of my fooling around) and some evil girl, let’s call her Mary, has stolen my seat beside the window! Even though my books were in it and everything. So I confront her, and she gives me a sob story about already having to change seats twice and yadda yadda, I’m an idiot, yadda yadda, I have no friends. So finally I just get fed up of hearing her voice and give her my seat, which leaves me with the only seat left in the room, front row center, right in front of the teacher’s desk. I thought I would die. But, I’m a soldier; I will grin and bear it.
My stupid substitute homeroom teacher (who the hell has one of those on their first day?) wrongly accuses me of wearing eye makeup. Which is not allowed for the grade 10s this year, the opposite of all the other previous years…it figures.
I grin and bear it.
She lectures on about boring rules and reads the agenda rules, making a small emphasis on the rule which states “no unnatural hair colors”, and glancing in my direction.
I grin and bear it.
Then, I’m finally free…and now I’m just yawning and about to fall asleep on the keyboard. So I’m sorry to keep you hanging like this but I’ll continue tomorrow.Haha Kristen, this is something, isn’t it?
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