After spending 40 mins in my classroom, where our teacher told us about every single change in the school in the new school year(and I fought against my huge urge to fall asleep), we were finally told that we were free to go (weee!) and after running down the stairs to the huge notice board, I found out that tommorow I`ll have classes in the following subjects:
1. Geography (hmm. That ain`t so bad. I mean, that the first lesson is geography. It`s definetely a gazillion times better than maths, which I had as my first subject on a Thursday morning last year. Double Math. It was hell. Try concentrating on trigonometry and logarhytms, when your mind keeps returning to your warm bed in thoughts, which you left 2 hours ago, after finally taking notice of the screaming alarm clock, which you have already turned off about a hundred million times.)
2. English (meh.)
3. Economics (a new one this year. hopefully, it`ll be, erm, not exciting, but, erm, interesting? *fingers crossed*)
4. German (oh, good old german. i think that this year we`ll have a new teacher)
5. Latvian (hopefully, we`ll talk a lot tomorrow. A LOT.)
6. Maths (I want to cry.)
7. Phys. Ed. (I can already hear the teacher screaming "Ready...Set...GO!" and we`ll all start running the first of four 600 m laps. I`ll be dead by lap nr.2. Yes, I suck at Phys. Ed.)
And French lesson later in the evening. ^
So, all in all, tomorrow seems to be ok. Can`t wait for my first culturology lesson (please let it be on Friday!)- one of the subjects I`m reeeallly looking forward to. The combination of art`s history and architecture really does it for me. ^^
I`m feeling very much like this photo here today, although I have a splitting headache.
all photos via we heart it.
And I wish that I was standing on a mountain top right now. At this very second. I wouldn`t hear the honking of cars outside my window. Instead there would be only silence, louder than my thoughts and then my eyes would slowly wander across the deserts of snow and then I`d see the first mountain top. And then I`d notice a second one. And third. Fourth. Fifth. And all of these mountain tops would shine like tiny gigantic suns and my lungs would be filled with calmness and childlike excitement. And then I`d shout just to hear how far my voice would travel. And then I`d sit down and watch the sun slowly spin in circles over my head and then, finally dissapear behind the stone giants.
currant of the day: norah jones - sunrise
p.s. thank you all for the kind comments. I wish I could hug each and every one of you. *hugshugshugs*