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I am so tired. It's just so hot today. When I heard it was going to be 90 degrees today, I thought it couldn't be true, but now all I can think about is getting some nice, cold ice cream. I'm still at school - what else is new - and I couldn't want to be farther away from any other place more. I'm so sick of bull shit. It's too hot to be antagonized, but does that mean I've been left alone? No. I failed my math test and it's the last one before grades are due, so that's exciting. I haven't gotten the grade back for it, but I don't need to, I knew I failed when everyone got a copy of the test except for me. I had to go up to the front of the room and we only had 30 minutes to take the test in the first place. I don't always do well on tests, but when it comes to Math I might as well be handing in a paper covered in Chinese characters. As in, my thought process looks foreign after I write it down on my math tests. Our big math project is due tomorrow and all I know is that I'm going to work extra hard on it so that it looks good when I turn it in tomorrow. I also have to REALLY study hard for my exams so that my final grades will resemble good grades in what? two weeks? *Sigh* It's starting to close in on me. And George is getting on my LAST nerve! He thinks I like him, but the truth is I think he looks too much like a damn orangutan for my tastes. He acts like he's the shit or something and he treats me like crap, not all of the time, but too often all the same. And I refuse to be talked down to or mistreated by ANYBODY. So, even if I did like him, it'd be over in a heartbeat. And Evan keeps getting in my damn face when he knows Kelcie throws a fit (at me, of course). She is so blind. She thinks I'm interested in her ashy, too-tall, lanky, broke-ass excuse for a boyfriend, but she has it super twisted. He comes around bothering ME. I'm not happy about it, but it is the truth. I'm interested in "B" still, but I don't know. I'm just ridiculous. I still haven't gotten the courage to talk to him. When the fuck will I ever get it together?! I want to talk to him so bad, but I can't. I keep making excuses when I see a perfect opportunity to do it, but I shouldn't I know. It's just so messed up. The silver lining on the cloud that was my day was that I got a 100% on the final vocab test. I didn't study either. But some things (such as History and English) just come naturally to me. Today was also "Prize day" where "exceptional students were recognized". BULL SHIT. And I'm not just saying that because I wasn't one of those "exceptional students". I say it because it's true. Only two black students received awards and other than that, the same six people kept receiving awards. It was tedious and I had to sit in the front because I helped hand out programs. It was supposed to be a reward but it was only a nuisance because I couldn't fall asleep without the speakers seeing me. I'm really bored right now. And I really need to get home because no one is here and I need to begin working on my math project that will be so good it'll bump my grade to an "A". Or so I hope.The hardest part will be doing the math. Because I'm not very good at math. I'm considering taking classes over the summer in Math and Spanish (my two weakest subjects) and perhaps a Black Studies or History course for fun. I don't know. Now I'm just rambling on because I'm really bored and I'm beginning to feel too drained to continue typing. Well, until we meet again...
Current Mood:
hot hot AND tired!
Current Music:
Bumpin' Hip-Hop (dat good from da club)
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