Sometimes, things are just a tad too slow for me. I'm not the biggest Trigonometry fan and so far, I'm not getting interested at all. The teacher isn't helping much either. Not that I'm being discriminating, but I guess she could do a better of job of making her students interested in the class. She's nice for sure, but niceness isn't all there is to it. You've got to be lively and have some interaction with the class and so far I see zilch of either.
THE was a whole different ball game. How am I supposed to pass this thing when I don't even understand what she's saying? It wouldn't matter much if her subject wasn't TWO whole units of my report card. That means if I don't pass her subject, I could be stuck in summer school. Not something I'm looking forward to. So even to her I have to listen and trust me, even the most diligent student would want to slack with her.
I told my mom to buy me my Foxtrot stuff. I need a notebook and a belt and a few ballpens and it's so weird because I thought the frowning and looking five hundred meters away thing would be so easy, but as I try it, I can't even do it properly. We were asked to jab during lunch time and I couldn't help but smile at the craziness of what we were doing. They told us to look far away and all I could see was Ma'am Enriquez looking at us in frustration. Oh well, I'm going to try my best. Excellence in CSDC here I come.
I dream too much.