blue ink #3

1:57 in etude and only one more class then another etude then I am FREE. Boo-yah! And I don't even have like any homework. I'm happy. Also, having friends is so under-rated. I'm still smiling at the thought of what just happened. As we were walking to etude, I walked with Jess and we talked. I found out she was from New Zealand, which is cool. And she only came here like a few months ago. She has shoulder-length, brownish-blonde hair that's in a ponytail. Wears Converse. In fact, it seems like pretty much every kid here wears Converse. And blue jeans. And the boys wear belts, except they still sag a few inches. (groan) God. If you're wearing a belt guys, might as well use it properly, right? Seriously.

But back to Jess. As we walked in the line, we talked about how etude was boring if you don't have anything to do. And then I added, "Yeah and then the teacher just like violently yells randomly," and Jess was like, "Yeah I know!" and did an impression. I put in, "I mean it's like- anger management?!" "Ha ha yeah I know,"then we talked about how there's so much graffiti and they just don't feel like doing something about it. There's also the F-word and someone's name (I think a teacher's) written behind the desk in pretty big letters. Huh. The F-word is probably the most commonly-used on the walls here. There's also "I love you"s and other assorted messages.

So that was cool - talking to Jess. It's always nice to complain about school or whatever with someone your age who relates. Jess also doesn't know that much French, so we relate sort of. It's cool.

Technically I have homework. But I have like an hour of etude later and it's just reading. Shizz and I have to practice my trumpet!

Uh-oh, the yelling teacher just came in. She's so subtle and... violent. Never seen her smile.

We had a math test today. It was short. But I didn't think I did too well. It was adding/subtracting positives and negatives, but the last question was this long equation that I probably did wrong. Oh well. And the teacher asked me to answer a homework question, which I did. The answer was -16. I had to think how to say 16 in French, which was slightly sad. But I didn't fail. I guess.

In French the teacher gave me this sheet that I did. It was easy. I just had to fill in "Je" or "J'" and stuff. And in English we're supposed to write about a special place near or in our house. I chose my room back in A2. I also answered some questions in class, and when asked to name the 5 senses, I blanked out on taste, but Jess helped me.

My hand is sore. It's a very bleak day. Sky is white and it rained. I'ma read some of Cider With Rosie.

Slauson like just started. Wish I was there. Oh, and you know how I said I had a long day? Well Monday just got longer- we now have French math at the end, making my school days on Monday end at 5:30, adding another etude which totally sucks. Uggggghhhhhhhh....