Today got off to a rocky start, my home group teacher wanted us to hand up our diaries yesterday, which has almost everything we need in it, expect answers to homework, and I didn’t get it back until the third lesson. I was not happy. It really isn’t any fun having to guess what class you are supposed to be taking, it is hard enough actually finding the classroom in the first place.
Apart from that everything is going okay at high school, the work isn’t that different from primary school, really. And I know where most of my classes now, so I don’t feel so lost. Which is good. I like good things.