Just for the hell of it. . .

Lets discuss the first week of school, shall we? So the first day had potential to be bearable until that ungodly long senior meeting during which I learned nothing that I didn't already know. The only two classes I was actually able to attend were Forensics which I'm thinking I don't like very much and Topics, which I had forgotten my summer work for, but I went home and picked it up. Shhhhh. Thats a secret. Topics is good, Ms. Kelly is fantastic and its great to have another class with her this year. Kiggins seems to be pretty neat, but I don't know that this class is for me. I think if it were just forensics then I would be alright, but its coupled with Debate 2 and Speech Communications. I don't know why they did it that way, but its certainly making things interesting.

The next day actually involved all of my classes. A TL, Physics (in which I am the only senior so that is kind of strange), Theater, and English. TL was just like any TL in the beginning of the year when I don't have anything to do so I have deep conversations with whoever else might be in the library. I'm taking it with McCormick though, hopefully to help him get settled in and to be there if he has any question about how we normally did things. Physics seems to be painfully easy. Its a lot of silly experiment stuff that I managed to pick up in IB Chem 2 last year. Theater was. . . well dramatic actually. There's a lot of tension between classmates which makes it difficult to enjoy. We mostly discussed the plan for the year and the fall musical, which is Fiddler on the Roof by the way. Auditions are next week. Let's hope that goes well. . . *nervous face* English wasn't as bad as I thought although we were given a blind commentary on day two of the class on a poem that I honestly did not understand. I think my BSing skills are pretty up to par though. So hopefully I didn't completely bomb that.

When I finally did get to math class I found that I'm in the same room with the same teacher in the same seat as last year. . . it won't be much different. Just different people in the class.

Ultimately, I'm not particularly fond of any of my classes. Hopefully that will gradually change throughout the year, but until then, I'm just glad faire is around to begin and end every week on a happy note.