I groan at the sound of my alarm clock waking me up for the first day of school. I roll over in the bed and realize Pierson is not there. I begin to worry, but then I hear him in the kitchen. Since it's the first day of school, I want dress nice today so that I can disappointment my classmates by dressing like a garbage man for the rest of the year. I put on the yellow dress I wore to the wedding and pair of matching shoes.
There’s a rule in my family that everyone must eat together as a family for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. After breakfast, me and my siblings go to school, once school is over I go to a Korean school where I am taught about my culture and learn Korean. I usually get home by seven and eat straight away. After dinner, I do my homework. Once I’m done I watch TV or use my computer until I go to bed.
I didn’t know if I had school the next day or not because of the snow, so I took a risk and stayed up really late. It turned out we did have school, so early in the morning I got up and started getting my things ready for school, and then headed down to the bus stop. I got to my first Period, and immediately put my head down trying to get some sleep. It was almost instant that I was asleep, but I guess it was too obvious. The teacher saw me, and called me out in front of the class for sleeping.
I was extremely tired. All i wanted was to throw my alarm clock across the room and sleep for the rest of the day. I could smell my mom making breakfast, it was pancakes my favorite. I finally got up after smelling that. While I was getting ready, was kinda excited to be in the sixth grade.
He walked me down to the office while two of my friends went to my locker to get my homework for me. Luckily my mom was already on her way so I didn’t have to sit in the office awkwardly for long. I went home and layed in bed and watched Netflix for the rest of the day until the football game that night. A lot of my friends sent me sweet texts that day wishing me well which was nice of them. I laugh about it now when I talk about it to the people that were in my study hall that day, but they still get freaked out about it saying how scary it was.
Some people like to cram it all in at the last minuet when they study. What I mean by that is some people stay up all night studying and then go to school looking like a zombie because they did not get any sleep, or they get up really early in the morning and try to cram it in before the test. Then also some people do not study at all and they just go to school hoping for the
After I got ready for the day, I got my backpack and left my house at around 6:30 to get to my bus stop. The bus stop was a far, uphill distance from my house, so I looked over my schedule in my pocket while walking there. The only part of the school that was normal that day was the same time as usual, all of the classes were for ten minutes and ended at around 9:30. Then, there would be the Homecoming Parade with all of the floats and people on them until 11:00, next,
I’m going to be late!” .Her name was Aimi she is the main reason I still wake up in the morning. “Did you make your lunch” I groaned “Mom made it for me”, Our parents work all day only time we see them is on the weekends. Aimi loves school one kid I ever me who loves getting up early and going to a place where you only sit and write. Maybe it 's because it 's the one time of the day she’s able to hang out with her friends. I grab my keys and see her watching the news something about war and how you are able to tryout for the army.
We argued just like any other siblings over who got the best clothes or for eating each other’s food without asking for permission. My siblings, especially my middle sister will tell me to get the TV remote even when it was only 10 feet away, make the bed every morning because she was feeling too “lazy” or help her with the house chores because learning house chores at an early age was important. Now that I introspect upon these moments, I realize that it has shaped my identity in a way that if it did not happen I would not be as responsible and mature as I am today. However, the memories that I shared with my siblings also created a void in my heart to have a younger sibling- a brother or sister did not matter to me. All I knew was that I did not want to accept that I was the youngest of three sisters and one brother.
As well as the fact that I’m horrible at all my english classes, it might be a good idea to get those improved. I watch a lot of Youtube on my free time because when I get done with all my homework and chores around the house I chill.I don’t have many plans after school but I’ll take it one day at a time. Those are my plans for academic success. One of my academic plans is to pass all my classes with a C average. The reason I want a C is because my mom never wants an F or a low D in my grade book.