Something I remember from today, it sounded kind of interesting to me so, yesh. I'm thinking of typing this all out. I feel the need to type this out. Month September. Day 16. Year 8. Today was another day. It was around 6 o'clock in the morning. It was one of those days kids would have in September through June. School. " I guess I have to get ready." I sighed. Looking over, I could see my bare feet, bright and cold. My finger tips were cold also and so was my nose. But enough of that. I changed my clothings, from pajama's to regular clothing's I would usually wear on a school day. From changing, I tip-toed over to my mom's room. I ran out of socks to were so the only choice was to take of of hers. Slowing I held it's handle and gave it a good pull. Revealing white socks, black and blue. I took the white socks, I felt the need to match the clothing I was wearing. ~Heading out~ After a good breakfast and a good reading I walked out my home. Everyone in my family was heading out to a place. Me and my sister, school. My parents headed off to work and my other sister, somewhere. I held my string bag and my backpack. Where my string bag held of gym clothes, and my backpack held my binders. For the pad of note, I didn't feel like going to school. 1) I wanted to sleep late for once.. 2) I didn't want to go to school. But I shouldn't complain. There will be no school on Friday. My sister unlocked the nissan's car door. I opened the door, setting my bags inside the seat. I took a step in so I could settle my bags. Then, my other foot stepped in. I sat down in the back seat to the left, buckeling myself up. Safety first. Never, ever drive without your seatbelt. (I've already learned a lesson from that when I was six years old.) As everyone was settled in the vehicle, my sister started the engine. Engaging the keys in. The engines turned on, the vehicle we sat in vibrated for a moment. I put my left hand under my chin, settling my elbow on the supports. I stared out the window, thinking of what would happen today. Either we would recieve loads of homework or be free for once. From thinking of that, I was losing my luck. ~ Arriving at destination~ I leaped out of the car, with my bags. Pecking my parents and sibling on the cheek. I said my goodbye's and waved, so did my sister. We walked out and began to chat for a little. " You know, in the winter time...what we're walking on now used to be covered with ice. It was funny though. Watching people slip on their bums making a fool of themselves." I snickered. "Oh my god, you're so mean!" my sister said, with a grin. She knew she wanted to laugh. " I realized that but it's true! They should've taken the stairs to get down...but it is funny watching people fall. That is unless they injure themselves, badly." I said, pulling my hands in my sweater to keep warm. " So, where's your friend?" my sister asked me, pulling her bag forward. " I don't know, probably still walking." "And the other one?" " Walking too I guess. Or maybe her dad drove her. Ah, which ever way." I grinned. Hope I actually make a move. I don't want to be one of those shy girls who doesn't talk to anyone but hide in their shells. I actually want to make a new friend for once! I thought. I looked over my shoulder, no friends. Just students walking down the small hill. " So..." " I hope I don't have any homework." I admitted. " Why's that?" " Everytime I get home I end up taking my time. Leaves me five hours of spare time. Not much left you know... I had so many things I wanted to do." I lowered my head. " Speaking of friends (from before) isn't that one of them?" my sister pointed out. We both turned around. Heh, well it is one of them. ~Class~ I left my bag at the corner of the wall. Still, we haven't recieved our lockers . But today was going to change. " 3, 2, 1." the teacher said, with his hand held up for the student's attention. Everyone stopped talking their love stuff and looked up ahead. "Well, today you're going to do your bellwork for uh,about fifteen minutes and then we'll present to the class of the interesting things you've read in the newspaper. After, I'll be called groups ( rows actually) to give them their locker number. But listen carefully! If you don't have a lock now, please don't come up to me, I'm telling you- I am not giving you your locker number until I see a lock." the teacher annouced, looking at the students to make sure if they understood. Luckily, I had my lock in my bag. I looked around the class, students were talking about girls and boys from other classes. Telling their thoughts about one other students. Some asked others about seeing a cute boy that was walking infront. I sickened me. I didn't like it nor' appreciated the fact that students were actually talking about this stuff. Sure it was the age...but they should say it somewhere else, phone, home where ever. It gets me angry at this stuff. I didn't care about any love of students. As I was told, I'm not aloud to get a boyfriend until I'm at an appropriate age. I agree. " Goodmorning everyone!" the annoucements have started. " Please stand for the playing of O'Canada and a moment of silent refection." The music began. I stood up, my fingers pressed against the desk, I looked over at the clear black chalkboard. I had no clue to what I was staring at. Imagination? The music stopped, now was silent reflection. I bit my lips as I waited, my feet were bothering me. " You may now take a seat." one of the annoucers said. I sat down onto my navy blue low chair. I looked at the newspaper and read some interesting articles. Some about murders, drinking , scores of sports games, it was all interesting. I bit the sleeve of my sweater, I was beginning to have the feeling of no end in class. But in the afternoon, it'll end and I'll return home, tired.
well, this certainly captures the true esscense of school. nice work, i liked it. so are you going to make a story?(though exactly out of what?....since its Real life...im not sure there's much to do) i really liked this, though i think its kind of sad. this is good, too bad its only a school day.
I guess it's nice, the feeling you were going for but it's very restricted to a certain age group to begin with and I seem to notice a few spelling and punctuation and grammar errors. "clothing's" That's wrong in your context. the possessive apostrophe isn't needed here since it's pluralization you're aiming for. These are the kinds of things you need to look out for. "After, I'll be called groups" Also wrong. It took me a second to fgure out you were trying to say 'calling' rather than 'called'. Spell check is a crutch, edit it yourself if you want it to turn out correctly.
Yeah, I was going to review the whole and edit but my time went up. But thanks for pointing them out, Trogdor. I'll make sure that when the next part comes I'll review and edit the mistakes. EDIT: I'm going to type my next part now, it's short but worth to type out. Forgive the No--y part, I don't really want to type my full name out. No one know's about the name Mexony except for Hexia and Muxene. There are some names I made up. ( I don't want to say the real names) Month September Day 18 Year 8. It was already the afternoon. I had finished eating my lunch I had packed myself. A sandwich, one juice box and a bag of sunships I bought early in the morning. School was near it's end. Just two more hours and the bell will ring. Signalling us that school is over for all the students. For the fourth period, it was Music. Great, I would have to finish out some music sheet our music teacher would hand out, as always. " Alright class-" my homeroom teacher raised his right hand up, signalling the students to stop talking and to look forward. He nodded. " So I'll call out each group by one to line up by the window. Make sure you put your lunch bag in the blue basket." He pointed to the corner of the room. " Also, make sure you have your binders and bags ready for Music class." he said. He turned around and walked off to his desk. ~Music class~ Before we had Music. A teacher whom had short blonde hair, asked the whole class to carry out all the desk from her classroom and to put them in the dance room. Most of the students helped out carrying a desk, I helped. Some other students decided to stand and watch. Once we have taken all the desks out and placed them in dance room. We were able to enter the Music room. But that's what the music teacher said. It was actually a french room for the french immersion students. But now it was Music room, yes. "Okay everyone I want you all to sit on a chair, alphabetically." she said, looking at some students. Most were the males. I took a blue navy chair and sat near the end of the 'horse shoe'. Sitting beside my friend and a boy that I never spoke too. Not that I wanted to speak to him, I just didn't feel the need too. After all, he took me a shy girl, talking to no one but friends only. That was fine. I settled my binders on the floor, near my chair. So I could see them. I didn't want anyone to touch my binders and dig in through my personal stuff and my drawings I always drew that people would call "sick" ( By sick, I mean good...) " Alright, I'm going to hand out some sheets. And I want to the to be handed in by the end of class. So that means your have at least... fourty-five minutes." said the Music teacher, handing out a white written sheet to each student. When I recieved mines, it was stapled. There was about five sheets. " Oh my god No--y! We have to do all that Beethoven stuff!" my friend freaked out. She kept slapping her index finger on the sheet. I laughed for a short time. " Well, that's unless you actually focus on your work. Besides, you're smarter than me. If it were me doing this alone at home, I'd be stuck. Basically what I'm trying to say...I would fail." I said to my friend. She laughed and then nudged my right arm. " I know. But the best you won't get stuck is to look at the questions first and then boom." she said. " Aww but that takes long for me. Can I...copy you?" I smirked. She shook her head. I respected that. But the reason for asking was because, all the explaining questions... I tend to answer them wrong. ~ twenty minutes later~ I heard a noise from behind me. It was door, somebody was opening it. As I stared, the door pushed open, showing the face of the principal. In his hand he held a lime sheet of paper. " Okay everyone, settle down." he said, glancing around the classroom. I set my pencil down and looked to the principal. " Now, we all know that your homeroom teacher handed out a sheet about the re-organization sheet. And as you know, we have two teacher whom have joined in. Few of you will be switched to another class. So, take a deep breath." he said. Some students took a deep breath and looked to the teacher, hoping that they wouldn't switch to another class. After all... our homeroom teacher was funny and cool at times. Then the principal began, " Alex, Tara, Deena, Michael, No--y and Sanjot." My heart pounded, I could feel it. Great. " Those whom I have called out, please take all your binders and follow me. We're going to the Staff Room." the principal said, turning around, facing the door. I bended down and picked up my binders that were placed on the floor. I said good-bye quietly and walked out the class room. But from the switch thing... I actually wanted to switch. But didn't. It was half.
whats better than a school story? im not sure, but i like this. i remember the group division thing. yeah its really something.
