You know those things called research papers? Supposedly, my teacher assigned MINE to be due TOMORROW.
WTF?
He assigned it like...a week ago. Of course, I didn't want to risk a bad grade, so my mom and I went BOOK HUNTING! So...now I have three library cards. ._.; From different libraries.
ANYWAY
I start stressing and nearly have a HERNIA over this crap (that I did start, btw, but didn't have enough resources to actually START) and suddenly......
"Oh, I'm moving the date to the seventeenth." (May 17, 2011, otherwise known as Tuesday)
.....................................
I would like.
To choke.
A MONKEY'S UNCLE! D<
HERNIA.
HEART ATTACK.
EARLY DEATH.
CRANKINESS.
DEEEEEEAAAATH.
Still, I'm glad I'll finish before I'm supposed to have it done. :D And I can relax a bit. Those who aren't going to prom get friday off, and I'm a sophomore. xD So yeah. I BE CHILLING!
...wait no, that's wrong. It's "I BE CHILLIN'"
Yeah.
I be chillin'.
Besides that, my mom and dad keep bothering me about my failng grade in Chemistry. DON'T THEY KNOW I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP AT NIGHT OVER THAT? I mean GEEZ! They make it seem like I don't know or care! Let's face facts: I HATE CHEMISTRY. NOBODY LIKES CHEMISTRY. CHEMISTRY IS HARRRRD. WE HARDLY GET HOMEWORK TO KEEP OUR GRADES UP IF OUR TESTS SUCK, WHICH THEY ALWAYS DO.
Are you following me?
And then when there IS homework, my teacher usually didn't assign it, and does not remind us it's due until *trumpets* THE DAY BEFORE IT'S DUE!
-__-
THAT'S HOW I'M FAILING CHEMISTRY.
*sobs in corner*
ON A HAPPIER NOTE, there are like...two weeks of school left, three I think, including finals.
I MUST GET A C IN CHEM. *determined with Rock Lee's Flames of Youth in her eyes*
Wish me luck. v_v;
MY HOMEWORK IS SCREAMING AT ME AT THE MOMENT, it sounds alot like, "You faaaaaaiiiiiiilll Hime. YOU FAIL! YOU CANNOT CONQUER US! HAHA HAHA HAH" SO I MUST SIGN OFF. For now. Or something.
I will suffocate this failure.
Somehooooow.................!
TOODLES!
~Hime