My first day of school was exhausting. I didn’t want to go but then I did. Some
kids going to that school I was already friends with. My mom was rushing me that
morning we got in the car and went straight to Tim Horton’s. I was a little bummed
on how I didn’t get in the major I wanted to be in. I got sent here for media. Finally,
we got to school and I’m sort of late but the whole day was BORING. All
the teachers were going through syllabuses, lunch was funny but other than
that it wasn’t as interesting as I thought it would be. After lunch, I started to
realize I had a lot of classes with the same people from earlier. I started to make
new friends. But I hated math class. I don’t have anything against math at all
but I didn’t like it this year. The math was harder and the teacher didn’t take the
time out of the day to help everyone understand it. Every three days was a new
lesson. But we all had got really happy when it was the end of the day as soon
as my mom pulled up to come to get me. Once I got in the car my mom asked me
thousands and tons and tons of questions. I answered my mother’s stuff and I
realized my day wasn’t that bad. Don't forget to comment by the way.
kids going to that school I was already friends with. My mom was rushing me that
morning we got in the car and went straight to Tim Horton’s. I was a little bummed
on how I didn’t get in the major I wanted to be in. I got sent here for media. Finally,
we got to school and I’m sort of late but the whole day was BORING. All
the teachers were going through syllabuses, lunch was funny but other than
that it wasn’t as interesting as I thought it would be. After lunch, I started to
realize I had a lot of classes with the same people from earlier. I started to make
new friends. But I hated math class. I don’t have anything against math at all
but I didn’t like it this year. The math was harder and the teacher didn’t take the
time out of the day to help everyone understand it. Every three days was a new
lesson. But we all had got really happy when it was the end of the day as soon
as my mom pulled up to come to get me. Once I got in the car my mom asked me
thousands and tons and tons of questions. I answered my mother’s stuff and I
realized my day wasn’t that bad. Don't forget to comment by the way.
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