my first week in school

A new beginning. A new start. For me.

Monday.
Butterflies in my tummy. Nervous, excited...you name it. I have not felt like this for so long. Ever since my first day in school when I was 7. As sad as it sounds, I made my mom to come along with me. When I reached the school, I saw a girl sitting alone there. I didn't know what else to do since there was a notice saying "No parents allowed" or something. I was just standing there when the girl spoke to me. She asked if I was taking A Levels in this school. I was so relieved and launched into a conversation with her. I happily waved my mom goodbye and went towards the classroom with Shara (that's her name). It's even interesting to know that she's from Maldives. Lessons were great. Everything was quite different. In 3 hours, I've made friends with about 10 people. They come from all around the world,practically. Of course, some of them had been living in this country for the past few years. The rest of the day went on well. The teachers started teaching on the first day. Nice teachers.

Tuesday.
Made more friends. Lessons were fun and intriguing. Trying to get used to the environment. The day was great.

Wednesday.
Supposed to end at 9 am today. Unfortunately, our Bio teacher decided to replace a class today because she fell sick the day before.

Thursday.
I missed a Chem class in the morning!!! But it's not entirely my fault because our Chem teacher said the classes in the morning was for students taking the third unit. Heard myself being called crazy for copying notes during free period instead of fooling around with the new gang. Oh well. So be it.

Friday.
Lessons went well. Was copying questions for Chemistry in the Student's Room when a group of people surrounded me and loomed over my shoulder to see what I was doing. Again, I heard myself being called crazy. The day ended with a twist. A rather strange surprise of the week. *shudders*


Classes were really good. I've got no problem trying to understand what we're learning now. The only slight complication is trying hard to connect the knowledge with what I already know but...in Bahasa Melayu. But it's cool. Apart from being mistaken as a Korean and an Indonesian (and God knows what else is to come...), I'm getting used to it all. I'm gonna like my new life. *winks*

So...How was your week?