A DAY OF MY LIFE. . .

“It’s already 7.00. Your van is going to come in fifteen minutes….I warn you if you miss your van. I am not going to drop u”. These are the first words I hear almost everyday. A day at home is much worse than a day in school, therefore u can imagine the consequences, I get up with a jerk only to find my stupid watch blaring 6:15 AM at me ( 5 minutes late than my usual wake up time?! BIG deal !) I push my quilt off, glare at my mom for the scare she gave me and start getting ready for school.

After I manage to fix myself and gobble some breakfast. I make my way to the place where I need to board my van. Having a Gala time with my vanmates….listening to songs( and ya! Clutching for my dear life …my van driver’s driving is very rash, especially when it get’s late) and boosting myself for a long day ..i come to school . School starts at 8. I reach at 7.50 AM.. I practically fly over 2 flights of stairs to make it to my class within 10 minutes ( with a huge bag and a even bigger lunch bag). Then would be our roll calls …that’s when your multitasking ability is put to test , you know, asking for the amount of homework you had to submit that day. Analysing how much you are done with and at the same time being alert for telling your roll numbers when your turn comes.

           Then completing the undone works ,submitting Records, Classworks, Textbooks, Assignments, Test papers, Projects…( the list goes on and remember you have to submit all this in one day and at the correct time….If not you should learn to be happy with a A2) then in classes learning trigonometry, history, Shakespeare, Kambar ( a tamil poet)and many more things makes your head “fizz” by the time school ends. If it weren’t for my awesome teachers and in my case awesome friends …I don’t think a person would make it through even for 1 day of my life…but ya! I love it just like  a  movie star says in a movie “Even though it is a risk, life jolly boss !!!”