The Bell Rings.. You can call it a poem or not?

Every morning, when I woke up.

Still doing the same thing.

Taking a bath,

Not eating breakfast,

Putting on my clothes,

Blow drying my hair,

Brushing my teeth,

Straitening my hair.

Waiting until the clock strikes 9 in the morning.

Getting up, put my things in my backpack.

5 minutes, walking to school.

The wind blows, the sun rises.

I Enter the school.

Then, Walk up to my locker,

Put my jacket away, with my gloves and my beanie.

Lock the locker, go downstairs.

Walk to my first class..

The bell rings, all students gets in.

My friend on the left side, greets.

Hey! How are you? She said.

Hello! I'm good! I said, with a smile on my face.

See! Told yah! Still doing the same thing.

Second class!

The bell rings, all students gets in.

Log in, graphics is not my thing, but I enjoy it,

New Lessons, I find it challenging,

Log out, until the bell rings..

Off to my Third class!

The bell rings, all students gets in.

Listen to the teacher talking.

Take notes, answer questions.

Lunch time is here!

Go home and eat.

Yummy food in my tummy!

It's 12:46! Time to go..

The bell rings, all students gets in.

Fourth class.. Hello computer!

Still doing the same thing.

Last Class, Finally I survive!

The bell rings, all students gets in.

Read, write and talk.

I wanna go home already,

The bell rings, walk fast,

So I can see him.

I want to go home, quick!

Do my chores, watch tv, eat,

Do my homework, look at my ipad,

And then go to sleep..

The Bell Rings...