Back to School Blues

When I went to Wal-mart with my family today, I saw backpacks, pens, pencils, and notebooks. It reminded me of how I am going to back to school on Monday. Then I reminded myself on the last day of school before Christmas Vacation on December 20th.

I don't remember much, but I kinda remember the last hours like this:

And like this:

Those memories then reminded me of how boring school IS.

On Monday, we go over the weekend homework. I already know I got all of them right because my notes. So I'm just sitting there. Waiting 50 minutes of real time (that feels like 6 hours for me) for my next class to start.

On Tuesday, we go over Monday's homework. I already know I got all of them right because my notes. So I'm just sitting there. Waiting 50 minutes of real time (that feels like 6 hours for me) for my next class to start.

On Wednesday, I daydream that I'm Percy Jackson, going on adventures with Annabeth, Grover, and Tyson. Then before I know it, I'm asleep.

On Thursday, I remember I had a paperback novel all week and I start to read. It's actually good... Until the teachers takes it away.

On Friday, I get an A on the test. What a surprise.

I am so not looking forward to school.