My second day at school wasn't any better than my first. This morning was particularly horrible because I felt like I was going to be sick on the way to school. I even felt like giving up and walking back home again, but I'd already gotten half way. I guess I saw that my cup was half full for the first time in my life. I've been feeling really ill for about 90% of the day and have been struggling to get around, but I managed to fight through it again. I don't wanna spend the rest of my time fighting to get through school every day. I need to get better soon, but it feels like it's not going to happen. I hate the fact that I could be doing this for months or years even.
Maths was pretty good this morning. Mrs Grant didn't nag at us too much like she usually does and I really like where I sit. I'm next to Ryan, but Jazz, Alex, Claire and Martin are on my table too. I feel comfortable talking to them about the work and stuff, whereas, I had no one last year. Yeah, so I'm really happy about that. I think the after school maths sessions are starting again on the 16th. I really want to go to them because I need all the help I can get with maths. However, if I don't start to feel any better, then I can't really go. It's a shame. I suppose I could do work at home, but it's not the same as having someone show you what to do. I'm not very talented with maths, seeing as I'm missing 4 years of knowledge.
My next lesson was science. I didn't have too much trouble walking there, but I still didn't feel very good. I'm starting to understand what Mr Wright is on about now with his force exertions. I've even completed my homework for him. Not only that, but I put effort into it. Also, I stuck the loose sheets into my book and labelled them. He should be pleased when he marks it.
I didn't particularly enjoy my first business lesson of the year. Hearing Mrs Kay's voice again wasn't a pleasant experience, but at least I got on and did the work today. I feel as if I haven't learnt anything, but it's her fault. I gave her my full attention. At least I got to sit next to George. Oh, another thing... the results for my coursework came through. I managed to only just scrape a C grade. I'm ecstatic about it because she told me I'd only get a D. This isn't my final grade because I have the chace to make improvements if I want to. I really would like an A, but I can't remember several months ago when we did the work, which is quite a problem. Last year's work all went downhill tbh. I stopped trying. I think that's when I started to get ill.
After that I had another food lesson. I didn't get much work done at all. I felt horribly unmotivated to do it, so I didn't. This means I will have to spend my weekend catching up on everything I haven't done in the lessons this week. I've completed all my questionnaires using my 25 multiple personalities. I just had to ask myself "what would Immanuel Reichmann do?" Now I have all the data I need to produce graphs and stuff. I'm pretty much where I should be, but I like to get ahead. One thing that really shat on my day is the fact that I have to cook twice next week. Two days in a row. I don't want to do it and I don't know if I'm even going to be able to. I can't stand up for ages and faff about cleaning up everybody elses shit. The smell of food makes me close to throwing up, so there's a bit of a problem. Don't know what I'm going to do yet. I mean, we might even have our school photos on that day. My teacher hasn't planned it very well at all and I'm not impressed.
Last lesson was English. I have to do a presentation about this poem called "Blessing" for Thursday, second lesson. That's not going to be fun. Mornings = fail. I had a laugh with Emma today though. I shall put some stuff on my 'happy blog' after I've finished this. http://www.happydayswillhealthepain.blogspot.com/
Guess what I managed to do today? SQUIRT MY DRINK IN MY SCHOOL BAG... WHICH SOAKED LAST YEAR'S MATHS BOOK. Doesn't matter because I'm not using it anymore, but still, it was quite retarded.
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