As a Second Year
When I came home I could definitely
feel that it would be hard to get back into the rhythm. The three months of
summer holiday already feels like a dream, and it is back to 9-18 every day
(well, apart from Thursday, which is 9-20.30). And in true East15 style, the
teachers started strong from the first day. As the clock now shows 22.18 there
is nothing I want more than sleep, but a small bit of homework is still left,
so I tell the beckoning bed it has to wait a little more.
But, though
I may complain, I am excited for this year. When summer once again comes, we
will have done ballroom dancing, riding, and filming. It will be exhausting,
but also very rewarding (though it is painful to look at another of the drama
classes’ time list, and see that they have the entire Thursday off! Oh well, such is the life of a combat).