Hooray. It wouldn't be so bad if not for all of the homework and teachers who don't teach. It takes me two hours to complete a chapter in just one class. Who knew an AP class would be this intense? I'm now on a huge time crunch, so I'm taking a distracting break from my reading guides. I just don't want to know what happened in the B.C.E. time period. I can't remember it all. At least Spanish is kinda fun. I learned how to say "You are a beautiful tomato salad."
I fell asleep in math class. I learned that stuff two years ago, and yet the teacher is standing up there telling us about inequalities on a number line, and how you put dots instead of shading for integers cuz you can't have, like, three and a half gerbils. (Shudder) That reminds of the joke that goes:
What's worse than biting an apple and finding a worm inside?
Finding two worms?
No, half a worm.
Worms kinda creep me out. I won't intentionally kill them, but I avoid touching them. I'm glad I wasn't my friend last year in Biology. We were working with mealworms (they can move SO FAST) when this obnoxious kid threw one at her. Ew.
I'm just looking forward to when I turn fifteen in three weeks. I'll learn how to drive, and stuff. I'm the oldest in my group of friends. I have a friend in the same grade as me who's still twelve. How is that POSSIBLE? She didn't skip a grade, I didn't repeat a grade.
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