The beginning of the way.

I'm going to start talking about my first day of the sixth year of high-school on Prepa 2.

This started like disaster, with visits all over the flat; mi grandparents, tow aunts, one uncle and my little cousin, everyone asleep, except for my mom and I because I had to go to the school at 7 a.m. My mom had the great idea of send me a cab so I could sleep more and get on time to school, but this cab was a close friend of her, and as a result he tried to let me at the gate of the high-school but there were a lot of cars so we took too much to get there, because of that I had to run to my classroom so I wouldn't be late, fortunately I got in time, but I couldn't imagine how the first class would be.

The teacher came into the classroom, with an aura of power and elegance, the usual for excellent teachers and posh ones. She was very serious at first, telling us how bad we did because anyone of us brought the class's program, this began as a torture for all the group because we had to listen to her preach for a very long time. Even with this I think she is a god teacher and I'm excited about having classes with her, I like when a teacher is tough because that is a guarantee that the class isn't going to be a piece of cake.

The same happened with the physics's teacher, he told us that we have to translate a book about the signature from English to Spanish, and with the other teachers seems to be something not too easy neither impossible.

In the other hand, I had so much fun with my friends of other years and classes, I've missed them so much that I just couldn't help smiling all the time, I was absolutely happy to see them again, I wish we'll keep in touch.

To sum up, this was a great day that even when it started as a chaos it ended up as something precious, I'll keep talking about other things in the next days, so see you tomorrow!

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