Week 1: Exhausted Smile

I believe that my original promise of writing every Saturday is one that I will be incapable of actually keeping, as will any promise of writing during the weekdays. I honestly did not anticipate the sheer exhaustion I would experience at the end of every single day. So in the interests of actually being truthful I will be writing every weekend, either Saturday or by Sunday. This promise, as proven the previous two posts is one I will be capable of living up to.
Now news about my first week of 12th grade. Monday morning I woke up a full twenty minutes before my alarm, out of sheer fright over what this year would start off as. Although I didn't really have much to worry about seeing as this year is shaping out to be rather good, but its only been a week so can't really say anything just yet. the rest of the week past in relative peace, although it is extremely likely that I will have to study physics off of the internet seeing as the new physics teacher the school has employed is for lack of better word incompetent. When a student does not respond in class it is due to one of two possible reasons, a)because they understand every word the teacher is saying and b) they haven't got the faintest idea as to what on earth is going on in class. Option b) could occur due to a variety of reasons, ranging from the students inattentiveness to the teacher being unworthy of that title. In this case, it's the latter. Not to say he is not a good person, I don't even know him yet, but in comparison to my last physics teacher- who might as well have descended from heaven- well... he doesn't stand a chance.
So..... have you ever had trouble adjusting to a new situation, and then as soon as you start to feel comfortable, everything changes again. It's weird and scary, that you can go from only knowing a person in passing to completely broken up by their absence in your life. In only a few months too! the worst part is the once their gone, all the memories you associate with them get rather tainted. They become bittersweet reminders. My former physics teacher once told me that if i ever wrote a book then she would definitely read it. Well at this point I think i hope to one day to write something good enough to be published and for her to stumble across it, maybe even be proud of me for it.
 
 

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