A Life in the Day of Isabella Cassidy.

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Homework                                                        6th September 2003

A Life in the Day of Isabella Cassidy

It all started at approximately 7.30 that morning. The room was dark and tranquil when suddenly I heard a loud piercing buzz in my ear. After just lying there drifting in and out of consciousness I realised it was my alarm next to me. As I began to wake up the thoughts in my head were just bouncing around, I just couldn’t make any sense of them. Maybe it was because I hadn’t really awoken fully yet or maybe it was that I didn’t want to even contemplate what they were, as they were probably about school or something like that. After a while of considering my options I realised that I should really get up because I’m going to be late!!

As I got dressed I started looking forward to going back to school. I wasn’t looking forward to the school part just the ‘being reunited with my friend’s’ part. I hadn’t seen them since the beginning of the holiday. Well I had but not all at the same time. I suppose I’d seen Lea and Bex the most in the holiday because they are my closest friends. I had missed being with them all in the holiday. We all have so much fun together laughing and joking. You know the normal friends stuff. I’d missed having our girlie gossips and our bickers. So my friends mean a lot to me. They are always there for me through the good times and the bad and I can always count on them. They are all just so beautiful in their own special ways. I love them all to bits!

I arrived in our new tutor room to find that Jo and Bex are sitting next to each other and so I have nobody to sit next to. Katy asked me to sit next to her so that’s okay. Our new tutor, Mr Harris started to discuss the same things we hear every year about planners and timetables etc. It’s basically just really boring stuff that I’ve heard every year on the first day for like four years now, so it’s like I don’t need to hear it again. I’ve missed period one because of all the briefing business so I’ve got  French with Mrs Smith. She’s so boring. She’s the kind of teacher that tries to be funny and tries to make French fun?!? Like that’s possible! You know the type, but it makes it even worse, you just want to cringe. We’re just covering the usual things like re-capping the ‘er’ verbs thing that I’ve done so many times but I still cant remember it so I suppose it’s a good thing to do it again. One time it might actually stay in my head. The noise of the bell is always a good sign in a lesson like French because it signals you can go. So I grabbed my new O’Neill bag, (love O’Neill! Lees and I are the O’Neilly twin’s hehehe) shoved my O’Neill pencil case and my book in the front pocket and pushed my way through the crowds to get out. It’s break time!

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On the way up the path lea and I have another girlie gossip. Lea fills me in on her weekend with Tristan, (her boyfriend) and I tell her about my weekend at Steph's. We’ve come to an agreement that the weekends and holidays are going to be the only thing to look forward to from now on as we are back at school. Unless they are taken up with homework that is, which is the very likely thing to happen but anyway. Mrs Salmon greets us on the way into English as usual. At least that’s not another new ...

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