The week starts off strong with 7 classes, including History, Math and Chemistry,
Which, I must say, is quite shocking after the weekend’s tranquility.
It's far from the worst, however, as I keep reminding myself of
“Just make it home alive,”, I say “so you can pet your dog.”
Tuesday takes a weird middle ground in my mind.
First period's free, I just generally have more time,
But it also lasts longer than any other day in my entire school life.
There's also the most random and useless P.E. class anyone could have come up with,
It's in the 8th period, and the number pupils attending is -I kid you not- 6.
I'm not even going to write about dance class, it's up to you to imagine it.
Tuesday and Thursday are also days of excercise for me,
I get home by half-past five then leave immediately to excercise mind and body.
I actually get home by 7, and should start to study,
But I'm proud if I can finish my homework, that’s about it for me.
Wednesday is like a lighter Tuesday.
School is still school, but at least I have a few hours at home without being surveyed.
With Thursday arriving, my brain slowly switches to low burner.
It doesn't help, that because of P.E. with Mr.Engi I'm spitting my lungs out, and from here it only gets “better”!
2 classes in I've already lost a good portion of my will to live,
After that there's Chemistry, and English with Mr. Andóczy.
I leave the school at 3 o'clock,
And if luck is like my timetable, I even get a packed bus.
I get home by 4, but not much time to relax,
I leave barely 40 minutes later, and only 2 hours later do I get back.
Friday!
You can almost smell salvation from here.
I'm on autopilot by now, which is not good if you're writing a chapter test, like me today.
But I survive, nothing can keep me from my well deserved rest,
Only have to endure Physics.
After that? Peace, video games, and quiet.
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