The mysterious envelope

So I was getting rid of my old notebooks the other day and I discovered a lot of this:

Aw notes from 6th Grade. Uh I hated that class so much! All we did was copy things the teacher wrote on the board. #frenchschool

7th Grade physics taught me how to draw pencils and sugar cubes

Other people did the industrial revolution, colonisation... All I did was copy what the teacher wrote on the board about the Roman art.

My notes were so neat!

So neat...

So neat.......

I drew snakes before it was cool!

Colour coded notes wow

I was so into Geography!

Aw so cute!!!
Now all I do in French class is write essays about environmental problems and immigrants.

I found this folder where I used to keep all the work sheets I got in class. Now I just blindly shove them in my bag. I was so organised before!

I screamed when I found this photo printed out on an A4 piece of paper. The worrying thing is that you can find this photo on my blog. *cringes* 

The time I actually got good grades in German

I was so modest 

At least, the world should be thankful to me for the amount of paper I recycled hahaha

Everything was fun and games until I found something very very very intriguing and mysterious. THIS STRANGE ENVELOPE! 

I don't remember where it is from. It says that I have to open it on the 15th of April 2022. Tun tun tunnnn!

Mock examß

For some reason I find mock exam season (yes, it's now a separate season) inspiring so I doodle scenes from my daily life. 

This weekend Rosa and I went to this posh school for rich kids to meet some people from UAL. Although I'm not so interested in going there anymore, the workshop was a lot of fun and I got to meet new people. On our way there, Rosa and I didn't have time to get tickets so I ran outside to get them and the train left. I was stuck in the middle of nowhere for half an hour with nothing but five francs.

Seeing how big and luxurious that school was, I became even more left-wing than I already was. What kind of school needs a circus and an outside Greek amphitheatre? They had about 50 pianos (including grand pianos) and the art room had so many tools, materials and they even had a large 3D printer! It's so unfair how many talented gifted children will never have the opportunity to study in such environment just because their parents don't have enough money! 

Okay, that's enough socialism for today...

Mock exams are going okay-ish so far. 34 pages of hand written History revision have done a good job so far. Chemistry, on the other hand, was a complete disaster. Here's a doodle about my reaction to the grades I get:

Ima go sleep

Victory Day, my first IGCSE exam and I dyed my hair!!!

My new 'air!!! Do you like it? Do you? Do you? I know you do! Wait who am I talking to? Forever alone T_T (casually advertising my insta account hu hu hu)

It was Victory Day on Friday and it was one of these days that I would call "the best day of my life". I think that confidence was given to me by my new hair colour. Purple hair all the way!!! 

I saw some people wearing the Georgiy ribbon. I wish I had one too, but to make up for not having one Dasha and I were singing Russian military songs. At lunch time Rosa and I went to the piano room and were told to never come back there again because we broke a picture frame and made a lot of noise. I wasn't really worried about that because I don't have feelings, but Rosa, who has feelings, felt very guilty. I spent the rest of lunch with my nakama (the name I have given to my best friends after watching a lot of One Piece). 

After lunch I had my French IGCSE exam. It was a joke and we were allowed to leave an hour early because everyone had finished the paper in forty or so minutes. 

Two things at once

Sorry, I couldn't post yesterday because something really strange has happened when I was asleep. It turns out that the pipes were leaking and the flat downstairs got flooded. I heard the sound of pouring water and thought that it was either the rain or someone was taking a very intense shower. At about one at night, this guy came into our house and started drilling the bathroom wall. The thing is that the bathroom is located right next to my room and my bed is right next to the wall. The noise was just unbearable and I could not sleep. The next morning I found out that he broke the wall in our bathroom and it smelled of sewage. Even though I barely got any sleep, I still had to go to school. For the first time in my entire life I fell sleep in class and only woke up in the last five minutes of the lesson. The teacher didn't even notice. 

Yesterday, Rosa and I went to town as we do every Friday. After laughing at a very strange picture of a possessed lion and shopping with Dasha, Eilish and Keira, we had quite an interesting discussion about life. (Dayummmm. I almost drowned in the deepness my own thoughts.) I told her about how I don't have any proof that anything in this world exists. For example, I have no proof that America exists because I have never been there or I have no proof that my Maths teacher exists. I can't be the only one who thinks that, right? 

Yesterday's question was: "what's your biggest fear"? 

I'm very scared of worms and caterpillars. Other insects don't scare me at all. I will step on a spider and squash a bee, but if you throw a caterpillar at me I will faint. Speaking of fears, here's a great quote from my French teacher: "Les microbes! Je suis microphobique!"

Today's question is: "what do you do when you're home alone?" 

;) no hahaha I just stare at my computer screen and watch YouTube (so productive). I also sing and play the piano (sorry, neighbours).

Oyasumi! Good night!

My grades are here!

So today I got my report card. Some comments made me laugh while others made me shout "what? That's not true at all!". Overall, I'm not satisfied with my results..... At all....
English: B-
Let's look at the bright side of it, first. At least it's not a C. I was expecting a lot worse. In the comment it said that 'Sofia has applied herself' and that I 'show interest in expressing my opinion'. How.....??? It also said that I 'made some attempt to develop and improve my written assignments.' The word 'some' makes me suspicious. What does it mean by 'some attempt'? And, of course the comment was ended with my teacher's favourite quote. 'She often does the minimum to get by.'
Fair enough. I deserve that.... :(
Maths: (grrrr! They spelled it the American way!) A-
The comment was only a sentence long. The last part of it is kind of strange though. It says that 'her concentration is not as intense as it could be.'
I'm generally happy with my grade.
French: B+
Yay! There's nothing interesting in the comment. It just says that 'there is room for improvement.' Well, duh! There's always room for improvement.
Science: A-
AnA-!!! How's that even possible??? The comment is written in French. The summary of it would be that I have to keep up the good work. Sorry, but I don't even know what I have done in this class!
Geography: B
It says that I have achieved good results on my tests, but I got really bad grades on my quizzes. Tell you what, those were 'pop quizzes'. I didn't even know about them.... -_-
History: B-
Wait... That doesn't even make sense. The same grade as English? In the comments, my teacher says that 'she has obtained good grades for both end of unit tests'. Now this is what I really hate! Some teachers write about 'good grades' in the comment section and congratulate you for doing well, but give you a bad grade. It said that I 'have failed handing in my last assignment about Louis XIV'. I couldn't do it for the same reason I couldn't do the English essay. I was very sad and emotional. We had so many graded assignments, but none of them mattered that much...
German: B+
I did well? Oh... That's good....
Art: B-
I knew that. The comments says that I 'can be easily distracted by those around me'. Sure.... It's the 'others around'.... -_-
Computer: bellow the expected standard
Now that made me laugh! It said that all my work was 'poorly done' and that I am 'disruptive in class'. First of all, my work is not poorly done! Putting nyan cat and Totoro on my presentation for no reason is.... Cool!
Let's skip dance, music and sports (I got a 'pass'! Not a 'fail'!).
CSL: expected standard
The comment made me discover so many new things about myself! I never knew I was a 'member of the group who displays a real interest in the subject'! No offense, but I don't give a crap about the subject... I 'listen carefully'. Wow! I listen??? I also 'make contributions'? Does this count saying that only native speakers should teach a language?
Homeroom/school commitment: A-
This is even more surprising! Actually, I 'always approach lessons with a positive learning attitude'! Oh really? So groaning and moaning and saying 'oh no! Kill me now! It's English next' count as being positive? I never knew... Also, I have a 'mature attitude'! So doodling random stuff in my agenda and laughing at stupid jokes now counts as 'mature'? Ok....

That brings my GPA to 3.15 (it used to be 3.29). So the average of my GPA is 3.22.... Not good...

Oh no! It's snowing again!

Today we missed almost half of the day due to the CTP4 tests. We do them every year. I'm not really sure what they are for. At the beginning they told us that they are made to compare different schools so others would know what CDL's strengths and weaknesses are. Starting from last year they also use our results to find out what we have improved on. I don't think the results are true at all. On the practice one (yes, we also have 'mock' CTP4s) there was this one question about the perimeter of a shape. On my paper I calculated the right answer, but on the answer sheet I put it wrong. And now they're going to think that I suck at working out the perimeter of shapes....? The tests are multiple choice so you're able to guess. That makes it even more unfair. On the English (practice) one I guessed all the last questions since I didn't have time and Mr Woodbridge told me that I was very good at them.... -_-
English class was a little bit unusual since people from our teacher's history class were doing their presentations. The only thing I learned from it was that once upon a time there was a guy called Vasco who went to India and died of malaria...
Note about our history class: in our side of the grade there are four history classes: Mr Woodbridge's class (Yasmin' class), Mrs Manchala's class, Mme Roussel's bilingual class (my class) and an ESL class (Carolina's class). All of us are doing different things...
Yasmin's class was doing Islam at some point because I remember them drawing mosques. We've done Islam in seventh grade last year. A couple of weeks (or days....) ago Yasmin was doing a presentation on Joane of Arc. People from our history class also did presentations like this last year.
The other mainstream class, according to their presentations, is doing the explorers and colonies. Yasmin's class never did anything about that. My class only did a little bit on it. We only had to know that Christophor Columbus discovered America and stuff like that. We never went into details like the other class. I didn't even know that Vasco de Gama went to India.... Seriously.... Also, looking at what is written on the board after the class, they have learnt about the Renaisance quite a lot. We studied it too, but we did less than them.
So the bilingual class is studying Europe in the 18th century. We finished the Middle Ages in Autumn. After that, we did explorers and trade... While the other class is studying people going to India, we were focusing on Europe and Venice. We've done Renaissance, but after that we moved straight on to Marthin Luther and the different kinds of Catholicism. We just finished studying Louis XIII and the absolute royal power and now we're doing Europe in the 18th century. We haven't done anything on colonies and, looking at the book, we're not going to.
Well.... At least, the three classes are doing something similar. All of us, at some point, did Renaissance and Europe. But Carolina's class is doing the Mayans! WTC....? The Mayans? Carolina also told us that before they studied the Carabians.... 
After English we had French. In French class Niko, Joao and Vlad were throwing papers around and Mme Boisson got mad and M Peron came into our class. When he was standing there I started thinking about the role play (Yasmin will know what I'm talking about) and ended up sitting and smiling like an idiot.... Zoum!

What I expect my grades to be

The marking period ended so, hopefully, my grades will soon arrive.

I don't normally do this, but I just want to give myself a grade and compare it to my actual one that I will find out in the future. So let's start!

Maths I'm sure I'm getting somewhere around an A for this subject since I got a couple of 100% for my tests. 

English Oh chod.... I think I'm getting a C or something like that. Our teacher told us that our essays will not count and I totally failed the rest. I still don't get why I got such a bad grade on my portfolio... =( 

French Honestly, I have no idea...

Science B-? All my homework assignments were late and I got bad grades on them. Plus my test results weren't good either. 

German I'm probably getting a B... Getting an A in German is impossible...

History I actually enjoyed what we were studying this marking period and I was very proud of my test results. I would give myself an A- or a B+.

Geography This class is always at the end of the day and I'm tired so I don't really pay attention to it. We had several pop quizzes that I failed and my test results are average, so.... B-...?

Art My skills are very good! I love art (not as a school subject)! I made my self portrait purple (!) and.... we weren't supposed to do it the way I did it. I didn't give my sketch book in either. And I never do anything... And I'm on Pon Pon the whole time.... So.... Not getting a good grade.

CSL Computers I made my presentation on Nyan Cat, Totoro, Purple and everything I like when we were supposed to do it on something important (university, school and your future). Ms Lemale always tells me to be quiet because I talk to Yasmin the whole time. And I'm always late! So I could be expecting a "below class average"... >_<

         Class We never do anything in this class. During my PLP meeting with Mr Woodbridge I was just talking about how I hate English class with Yasmin. That was very fun.

Sports It's obvious. I'm getting a "fail". But who cares about sports anyway?

So..... Yay! The marking period is over!

Just a little 'something': When I was doing my "Study in Scarlet" portfolio for English I didn't try at all. When I was doing my "To kill a Mockingbird" portfolio I did my best. I got a better grade on the first one... 

Today we were "running" the mile (a mile and a half). Well... The others were running, but I was walking. I didn't try at all and I got 14.14. In sixth grade we were only doing one mile. I tried really hard, but my score was worse than my score this year.....

So the moral is.... Don't try....?

Today is a special day...

Today was a very special day (guess why......) so Yaz and I tried to avoid getting in trouble as much as possible.
In French class we listened to this strange old French song about someone's dad.... Franny got sick and looked like she was on drugs.... She wasted all my tissues.....
In English class we got our 'To kill a Mockingbird' portfolios back. I was hoping for a good grade since I was very proud of my work. I spent ages doing it. Especially the key facts.
I got a 69% (that's a C or a C+. I'm not sure...) :(
After English we had computers. Yasmin and I were late and Mrs Lemale gave us an evil stare... (It looked evil to me...)
We went to watch the gymnastics competition. The previous years we would always sneak out and wander around the school, singing and imitating people.... This year we tried, but failed... Franny and Carolina didn't go with us, so it was just Sonyasmin. Thinking about all the possible ways we could get back to level 1 of concern, we walked to the Mont Blanc building.
Well, we got caught...
Nothing really happened after the gymnastics Gala. Yasmin and I stayed inside, trying not to look suspicious. We still got told off for talking... (Everyone was so silent!)
Maths was the worst. Miss Stierly is going to be there for about a month, so we have Mr Gilbert instead. I'm still quite unsure of the things we're doing. No matter how much I listen to our teacher, I can not keep all the information in my head....

I think I'm going to write something now... See you soon!

Valentine's Dance 2013

Yesterday, it was the Valentine's Day Dance at my school.
In the morning Carolina got a rose from Vlad and she was very excited about it. She thought he liked her and couldn't stop talking about it.
Maths was fist period. Nothing really happened because we had a quiz that was supposed to be our chapter test.
German was next. It was a double. During the second period we went up to the auditorium to listen to Anne Fine, a childrens' writer who came to visit our school.
Everyone thought she was funny, while Yaz and I sat at the back facepalming like "This is sad...". She talked about depressing stuff like her crazy kids. I don't know if I understood it right, but she said that her son had a rotten brain, one of her daughters was a misanthrope and another daughter floated around the house. She also told us about the funniest book she has written. It is about a boy trying to commit suicide and failing every time....
And another thing: I don't read childrens' books!
Then it was English class. It wasn't that bad.... (Wait! What??? Did I just admit liking English class???!!!!! What's wrong with me???) Yasmin was being what the others call "racist". Our teacher didn't really mind because I guess she has a sense of humour.
After that we had French and Music. There wasn't anything that interesting about these subjects.
After school the four of us (Franny, Yasmin, Carolina and me) went to Franny's house. Marina came later since she (lucky!!!!) had to re-do a science test.
We put our dresses and make-up on and came (as always!) fashionably-late!
It was very cold outside, but inside the building it was very hot.
The dance was in the auditorium. There is a stage at the back. Next to and behind the stage there is a little place covered with black curtains. In there there are chairs, desks and other things people need for plays or concerts. On the right side of the stage there's a door. Behind it there's a room with other equipment like costumes or mirrors. In the room there are stairs going to the balcony where they have the music. There's also another door in that room. You can enter it from the stage and from the outside.
Ms Lemale didn't let anyone go behind the stage. Since Yaz and I are rebels (zoum! zoum! zoum!) we did not listen to her (zoum! zoum! zoum!). We went inside the little room and came out from the other entrance that leads to the back of the stage. We did it two times and.... Got in trouble... What the heck...?
Franny, Yasmin, Carolina, Marina and I decided to take a photo. Our money was downstairs, so we came down to get it. We found Missis Manchala there. I feel sorry for the teachers.... Really....
We took the photo, ate some pizza and went to dance.
Yasmin and I got kind of bored so we started making up another epic escape plan (just in case we have to escape from the auditorium for some random reason).
The building is divided into two parts: the Eiger and the Cervin. The dance was in the Eiger auditorium and the food was in the Cervin auditorium. In the Cervin auditorium there are two doors. One of them was open for everyone. It led to the elevator and the stairs. The other door was also unlocked, but we weren't allowed to go there. But for Yaz and I a "no" means a "yes".
We sneaked through the door and ran downstairs. We took the fire escape ones so no one notices us. (Now I sound stupid... Two 13-year-old girls running around the building in heels... Who wouldn't notice that?) We ran to the first floor and, of course, Missis Manchala saw us. As we saw her we ran back up the stairs and sneaked into the first bathroom. (Now I sound even more stupid... Hiding...?Why...? No one was really after us....)
Today in English class Missis Manchala told us that she really didn't like that. She said that she didn't tell Mr Gilbert (our principal). When she was saying that I was waiting for her to say "I didn't tell Mr Gilbert, but I told M Peron instead!" Luckily, she didn't say that.
The dance was over before I knew it. Everyone rushed outside and the place became deserted.
Unforgettable experience.

I don't know what to write about so.... I'm just going to write about my day...?

Today was kinda boring since it was Wednesday aka Double Day. We have double Maths in the morning, double German, double English (ffffffffffffuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!) and French and Music at the end of the day.
Nothing happened in Maths... Our teacher was explaining something to us and it didn't make sense to me... Yasmin printed out this really useful thing she found on the Internet about circle theorems. It helped me more than the teacher's explanation...
German was... I wouldn't say it was fun, but we were watching a movie so... yeah.... (my writing skills are awesome, right!)
Lunch was cool. We sat with Dilbar (this dude from choir), but he thought we were bullying him and ran away...

Ok whatever.... This post sucks.....................

In English class Ms Manchala made us stand for like the whole period... Everyone finished reading the book except for a few people (that includes me). I CAN NOT concentrate on it. I sit (well, stand) there, read and then all of a sudden I realise that I'm not paying any attention to what I'm reading. Especially today when we had to stand! My bag was at my feet, I wanted to kick it away, but it was way too heavy to move. I tried to lean against the wall, but leaning against shelves is not very comfortable. I ended up standing straight and probably looking like a retard because I was constantly going turning the pages in my book trying to figure out what was going on... I could not read because our teacher was taking to us... How can you read and listen at the same time? Sometimes, I put my book down and listened to the unnecessary remarks she was making. I would forget where I was in the story... Yasmin was depressed because our daught..... that's personal. She was whispering stuff to me and I was very sad. Since we had to be silent, our teacher would tell us to shut up and we had to stand for an even longer period of time......

Well, I guess English was inspirational. I can't believe I wrote that much... I just love describing the things I hate.......

After, we had French (grumblegrumble) and Music (themostboringsubjectintheworldafterenglish)....
That post was amazing, wasn't it? I know.... I'm so "proud" of it.... Yeah..... Bye...... Meh.....

I miss Yasmin...

It's Yasmin's third week off school... I miss her a lot. She's not a popular person, but a lot people miss her. I dream about her coming back to school and text her 24/7.
Her absence made me closer to Carolina. I never talked to her before. She turned out to be very nice and not at all childish as I thought she would be. She acts and does things that any teenage girl would do. I think it's just her appearance that made me think of her character the wrong way.

It was my French teacher's last day yesterday. I think I'm actually gona miss her. She was my first and only NORMAL french teacher so far. Usually the frenchies have a very weird behaviour and way of teaching. They're always too obsessed with their job that it seems like they have no other interest in life. I wonder how our new teacher's going to be.

And Yasmin's still not there... I don't know where she is! Help me!!!

I had Simply Theatre today. It wasn't fun without Yasmin... I need her!!! I don't know why, but when I'm at Simply I just start to act like a misanthrope thinking about how dumb and annoying people are. And I end up in a very very bad mood so I look like I'm just shy or something. But in reality I just have this "oh, screw that!" mood and so I just stand there in the corner because I can't be bothered to listen to anyone (not because I'm shy). We were also singing there. I couldn't do any of the songs because they were all too high for my voice. So when I started singing I sounded like a bumble bee...

I miss Yasmin..... ((((((( Saaad faaace!!!! (((((

I survived!

It's the last week of school. We don't do anything in class, really. Belek didn't even bother to bring his bag with him today. And since it's the last week of school you can get in trouble all the time you want.
Adela (our dance teacher) wasn't there so we had Mme Roussel (!) and another french teacher substituting. Mme Roussel was teaching Niko how to dance (XD) and the other teacher showed us how to warm up in her short dress (sitting on the floor with her legs spread is a "great" idea). I don't know why, but Mme Boisson (another french teacher), my french teacher Mme Farcy and another guy I don't know decided to join us. They stood at the door and talked. They were trying to figure out how to blow into a strange-looking "whistle" and it didn't make noise. I didn't have a slightest idea what the hell they were doing. Seriously! Why?
At lunch time Yasmin and I decided to sit with the french teachers.

They were kind of confused since no ordinary student would want to sit with a bunch of teachers (especially french teachers). Franny, who wasn't hungry at all, joined us and Mme Roussel wanted to feed her salad. What's up with Mme Roussel these days? She's just hilarious. For some reason I want to have her as a teacher next year.

And today it was our last french class!!!!! It's also kind of sad to believe it because this year french class was some sort of entertainment for me (unlike last year when it was just torture!).

By the way, I got a haircut! I don't have a picture yet, but now my hair is reallllly short. It's just a bit lower than my ears. And it looks very nice! ;-)

International day!!!

Today is International Day. I don't know if you guys have it or if it's just a tradition in our school, but I'll explain what it is anyways. On International day we celebrate the different nationalities and cultures of our school. You can dress in your national costume or something from your country. (Teachers always too.)
We had French first period. Mme Farcy had this Colombian costume. Now I have no idea where she comes from. She wore a Colombian costume, speaks perfect Russian and teaches us French. Well... We had Music (a very very very boring subject) next and History. Mme Roussel wore this asian-looking-made-out-of-silk costume with her hair tied back into a bun. Nothing happened in Physics (as usual).
At the beginning of lunch everyone had to go to homeroom while all the dancers had to go practise. I was nervous for my solo piece, but I was sure I was going to do well. We were given out these gross red shirts (the other group got lovely white ones!) and had to change into our sports shorts (the others were given cute red ones!). All of us arrived to the Concha before the others. There were many stands with food from different countries. They had boiled apples and hot berry juice at the Russian store. I tried it all and recommended it to my friends.
As the show started I became less nervous. Our group dance was 10th but it didn't seem like a long time. When we out to the grass area that was assigned to be our "stage" I realised that it didn't seems like a performance at all. I felt like I was just dancing to myself with a group of friends around me. Niko (the only dude in our dance class and the whole CDL dance team) was so embarrassed. The T-shirt we were all given looked funny on him. The boys were cheering for him.
My solo dance piece was 20th. I changed into my dress and waited for my turn. There were so many people at the Concha now. The teachers all looked very funny in their dresses. Especially the two German teachers: Frau Weinz and Frau Lemacher. They had colourful dresses and aprons and Frau Weinz had braids in her hair (lol!). The funniest thing was the sponge-throwing game (how else can I explain it?). For a certain amount of money you got to throw a sponge at your teacher. There were Mr Pitchford, Mr Wilshurst, M Perron (!!!!) and Mme Roussel (I'm so ashamed I didn't get a turn to throw a sponge at her!). They actually enjoyed themselves (well... all of them except for Mr Pitchford).
Soon it was my turn. And again it didn't feel like it was performance. I just went on the "stage" and started dancing. I didn't smile a lot, though because the song I was dancing to wasn't really made for people to smile at. People cheered for me (you should have heard Yaz. She shouted like crazy, "GO SONYA!!!!). I wasn't scared because the people in the audience were all my friends or at least the people I knew. Yasmin and Franny were filming me. I'm sure I did very well because many people were congratulating me after.
So that was International Day! Tomorrow it's gona be crazy day!

At the night of the dance

Yesterday, we had our Valentine's dance so I came home late.
It was the best dance we had ever had! I danced like crazy... But let's start from the beginning first.
It was a very weird day, starting from the early morning. First period was French (a strange subject itself). Yasmin begged our French teacher to make us listen to the song Friday by Rebecca Black in French. I took my headphones off at the middle of it. Yasmin found out that there is a god and from now on loves our French teacher. Then Mme Farcy sang to us herself, playing on Mica's guitar. She has a good voice, though. Yasmin was imitating... Who can ever tell what she was trying to imitate?
Then it was music. All of  a sudden we had a test. No problem for me.
Geo...
Physics was amazing! We went on youtube (with M.Dalche!!!) and watched weird videos. He was in a good sense of humour and was staring at my beret. Franny and I enjoyed writing and drawing with our left hand.
English. DON'T DO THE MINIMUM TO GET BY, DO NOT DEFINE ME!!!
Yasmin got hyper in computer class and freaked Mica out by saying "Swostika!" and doing her evil laugh.
In Art we were quoting Miss Manchala and tried to sound serious. Franny drew a picture of a women (who looked like Miss Manchala) and weird things around her. We titled it "Miss Manchala is thinking outside the box".
After all of us went to Franny's house (by Yasmin's Mum's car). We put our make-up on there and dressed.
The dance began as we arrived. There was some lame music at the beginning, so after standing in the auditorium for a while Yaz and I went to eat. We sat on a big desk with Franny, Mica and some girls from 8th grade. I took way too much food so that when I went back to the dance room I felt like vomiting.
The music was awesome. They played "I'm sexy and I know it," "Whata f*ck" and some other songs that teachers wouldn't appreciate.
Yasmin and I saw our French teacher there and went to say "Privet" to her. Why weren't all the teachers dancing? Mme Farcy said that she was "on duty". So what? When Franken-hunch came close to Mme Farcy we were making love signs to them and saying "Couple!". They looked cute together, trust me!
I was dancing like crazy. Too bad I didn't slow dance with anyone, but it was still the best dance I had ever had!!!

My schedule

This is my school schedule.
Maths class is quite fun. Miss Dixon explaines everything so well! I just work like a machine, automatically calculating stuff in my head, writing down numbers as quick as possible. I don't feel tired or interested. I can only feel my brain working.
French class is the weirdest class ever. Especially for Nimsay, who, all of a sudden, starts shouting out random stuff and makes pig noises. I just sit there, trying not to crack up laughing, feeling Mme Farcy's eyes at me. She never says anything about me, it's all about Nimsay, who can't help herself saying "Mwahahaha! Swastika!"
History and Geo are all the same. Mme Roussel walks in with her Adidas bag, a blue beret, a green jacket and jeans and starts talking in her high tone voice. She writes a lot of stuff on the board, underlining, circling, putting arrows and crosses. All that stuff just makes us confused. First she tells us to leave all our books in our lockers, but then she tells us that we have to carry them in our bags all the time. She says that french girls are not hot, but sexy. She talks about pop quizzes, extra credits and projects and can't shut up about music. Are we doing any geo or his? Yes, we do.
English is either quiet and calm or very loud and noisy. We do our work (like book portfolios, wordly wise, grammar worksheets), hearing Missis Manchala shouting out "You're doing the minimum to get by!" "Think outside the box!" "Take that pervergence out of my class! You have a sick mind!" "Put yourself in his/her shoes!" "I'm not illiterate!" "Do not defy me!"
Biology is my favourite subject. With Mme Jaquer we talk about the way our body works. Everyone just sits there with their mouth open. Nobody is ever bored. We're not afraid to say something that would be called pervergence in Missis Manchala's class. It's all very interesting and fun.
Physics is the opposite nobody knows what to do. M Dalache does nothing, so we do nothing.
German class is torture. It's very hot and I can't concentrate. I understand every word Frau  Dolbert says, but I forget it after I hear it. I try to concentrate, but I can't. I love German as a language, but I hate it as a class.
I'm not going to talk about Dance, Music, Arts & Crafts, Art and CSL because it's not that interesting.
So these are the subjects I have at school. What about you?