Today was my first day of 8th grade. *Wonders if she's the only one on BB who's still in Middle School* So, I planned to get up at 6; unfortunately, I had to read The Hunchback of Notre Dame for HOURS and go back into The Call of the Wild to collect some quotes. So it was a while before I could turn off my light and get some rest. Buuuut, I ended up having an insomnia night, and it probably took me an hour to get to sleep. So, on account of being overly exhausted when my alarm went off, I ended up waking up an hour later than I had planned- Which equaled a speedy shower, barely any hair care, a small breakfast, and rushing. Ughhh.
But that wasn't too bad. Now, let's remember the reading part, that had practically single-handedly caused this catastrophe. So, I get to school. My schedule, in one word, is awful. All of my classes are at opposite ends of the school, so I have to run back and forth. Whilst carrying huge binders, folders, books, a graphing calculator, a pencil case, and other terrible things like that. But that also isn't too bad, I need the exercise. (sw) So, hours go by, and it's finally time for the dreaded English class- you know, the one I had stayed up all night stressing about. So, I get there, and she tells us that we don't have to have it done yet (we have until Monday.), she's gonna give us a quiz, not a test, and the essay shouldn't be very difficult. 😡 Meeeehhhh.
Moving on! Now, I have on good authority that a good amount of y'all aspire to become teachers. So, I have a helpful tip: If you plan to teach Middle School, then DON'T give the students homework on the first day. First day homework, is, in one word, EVIL. Even if it's supposedly "fun" homework. The definition of homework is boring work for everyone except those who are very disturbed. 😛 So there is clearly a contradiction going on there.
^I say that because I got a boatload of homework today- On the first day! Ugghh, really, what is that treachery? I miss Elementary school. *Wistful sigh*
Oh! And, lastly, I'm pretty sure that I'm now one of those psychotic honors kids ("Honors" classes are advanced classes- For example: in 8th grade Honors Math you do 9th and 10th grade math.). So, I was in Algebra, which is first period. -.- And she (the teacher) is going on about how difficult, challenging, and quick the curriculum will be.. And so, of course I was mentally sighing. A lot. But at the same time I was filled with this bizarre nerdy joy at all the work and thinking that was in store for me.. Insanity, I tell you.