I received my timetable and saw that my first class ended up being…
Nothing.
That's right, nothing. For the entirety of the first hour period, I had nothing to do.
Currently it was ten to nine and our homeroom teacher, Miss Amoranaa, had let us go a bit early.
The first actual period started at five past nine and stopped at five to ten.
It would then repeat until lunch, then begin again at one. Fifty minutes a class and ten minutes to get wherever we needed to go.
And it would stop at five to five, meaning there were seven periods in a day, each fifty minutes. Making for a total of five hours and fifty minutes a day spent studying.
And my first class that I actually signed up for wouldn't start until second period.
I had two options. One, was to go to the library and study up on some things there or just read for fun. Two, is to go find a random class and see if I like it. I could also leave, but that's counterproductive.
