Monday, August 27, 2007
[ in eight days, i will be walking the hallways of pope john paul ii catholic secondary school. hooray me! ]
For the second time in a row I woke up at 7 AM. Today's occasion: go to school!!!!
But nooooo. Not yet. First I ate breakfast (duh). I was not up for rice. Then I took a bath (also duh) which I also did not feel like doing but had to because we had to go meet the principal. After debating on what to wear I chose my favourite brown long thing with the bolero which I have worn a million times on a million important occasions and denims. Also sandals. While I was doing that the song "When the Saints Go Marching in" crept into my head. I do not know why.
First me and the fam went to St. Martin de Porres School to see about my sis (who's going to seventh grade btw) but the principal wasn't there. Me and my sisters explored. It looks like what you see in movies only we were stuck to kindergarten classrooms 'cause we couldn't go up since the school is closed.
Then after the principal failed to arrive we went to MY SCHOOL!!!!!!!!! It's shaped in a P and is a bus ride and a short (meaning long) walk away. How nice in winter.
Met up with the VP and decided on which courses to take. Went with Arielle which is still unfair but I have to get used to and talked about which ones we wanted (not the same as much as possible). There was another girl there, a blonde, who took a look at what we were doing which was filling up forms and asked us if we were transfering schools. I said we just moved to Canada, continued to write, then when confused asked
"What's Integrated Technology?" She took the book and explained
"Take a look at the grade ten and eleven courses and if you'd like to take these" - indicating tech courses - "you have to start with Integrated Technology."
Oh.
Then I wrote again, Visual Arts first choice, Integrated Tech second, Business third, Drama fourth, Music fifth. I know I took piano but I suck at reading notes and besides, I'm out of practice and if they make me sing they'll be putting themselves in danger of perforated eardrums.
To make conversation I asked, "Are you transfering here too?"
"Pardon?"
"Are you transfering here too?"
"No, I have an interview. I'm going to be teaching religion."
Oh wow! And my next question was going to be "What grade are you in?"
I hope she'll be my teacher. If she gets accepted anyway. She's really nice and really pretty (fashionably dressed, non-acned, and young). Better watch out for boys! I actually thought she was seventeen or something.
VP called us back and made conversation with the parentals (I am going back tomorrow for guidance counseling and uniform-buying), then we went. I said to the nice blonde who I hoped was going to be my teacher that it was nice to meet her and she said good luck. I can't believe it, I really did think she was a teenager. She must at least be twenty-one. I didn't catch her name but oh well. See her in religion class!
Went back to St. Martin and got my sister's records straight. Then went with Dad and Arielle to the library, where I'm at now.
See ya! Belated post later on the really great day in Brampton! Hey, I am making good progress and meeting lots of new people. The BOMB!!!!!
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