Blah. I just got my school schedule in the mail today.
Somebody kill me.
I've got nothing wrong with Science, English, Japanese (I definitely knew I would have no problem with that. Because Fitzgerald rules all, ahha) and Socials. Those are fine. No complaints there.
I've got my crappy gym teacher again. [shiver] That was enough to make me want to put my fist through the wall. Then I learned that it's my first block class. That's just dumb. If you have PE first block you're all gross the rest of the day. Stupid. I'm getting that changed.
Planning 10. I've got my old Home Ec Teacher, Dockerill (for those who remember, she's the one who locked me in the back room...pshyco lady). Even my mom demanded me to transfer outta THAT one, ahha.
And Math. First, I wanna switch to essentials math, because I barely passed Math 9, haha. I wouldn't survive. And second, I've got my dance teacher from last year as my math teacher (eh?). She would probably fail me out of spite over the fact that I didn't go to the dance festival. Bah.
And for some strange reason, they keep signing me up for Theatre Performance EVERY YEAR! Meh, I just don't bother showing up and they just take me off the class list. No big deal. But it's still annoying.
Wow, I realised how much I like to rant.
Well, I'm just glad I'm not taking French