Weekly Diary... Monday

When I woke up on Monday morning I felt tired. I could hear an annoying sound in my head telling me to get up. Finally opening my eyes I saw my dad. It was 6:30 and he was trying to get me out of bed. Slowly dragging myself to my draw I found my uniform and put it on.

Arriving at school, I jumped out of the car and ran to class. When I got there I found my class doing writing. So I pulled out my net book and started working. At 10:30 I went to the Tusitala with Mrs Burt. We were practising our speech for our visitors coming. When the ambassadors get back it is nearly morning tea. I grabbed out my maths book and got ready for the quick 20.