Today I went to my new school. It’s high up on a hill. Very isolated and hidden away.

I met with the vice-principal and principal who don’t seem to speak much English. They didn’t ask me much apart from my age and why I’m leaving my old school. 

My co-teacher seems really nice, so I think I will enjoy teaching with her. The rest of the afternoon was spent sourcing information about the school from the current native teacher and conversation teacher.

On Saturday I will be looking for my apartment. My school told me today that I have to move out by the 22nd. I’m kind of worried that I won’t find a place in time. Trying to stay positive.