Well. First off, I would like to say that I am bored, so there will not be any contrations in this entry.
Today was last day of midterms. Let us see...
Pre-Calc: I have not a clue.
English: Maybe a C, or even B- but highly doubt that B-
Spanish: F.
Guitar: An 85, B-
Art: Once again, have not a clue.
Biology: B, maybe A, doubt that A, though.
History: Oh
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Oh man.
About those kids.
I deal with them in my IB class.
(Used to be class[es] but I dropped out last year for personal reasons, which can probably be found in earlier posts.)
I HATE THAT.
Though I will admit I am sometimes guilty of doing such nuisances.
I did find out about my math midterm. 'Twas something along the lines of 108/126, which is around an 85.7something. And my math teacher rounds up, so it's an 86. A B. I'm content that it turned out to be a B, but to much of my dismay, turned out to be a lower B instead because of stupid, silly, careless mistakes. Gotta hate those.
My English midterm grade is an example of what I declared I am guilty of earlier. I ended up getting an A, a 93 to be exact. It's an A-, but nonetheless an A. It's the "quality points" and all that jazz that matters, anyways. That grade definitely helped my GPA. But, I'm still afraid of my report card because of that one IB class: History.
Gotta hang out sometime. You know Dylan's old house? That wooden one? My boyfriend now lives there. XD Which means I havta stop by sometime. Been too long, my dearie.
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But yeah.
That house is all ... CLOSE
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Love ya. Feel better babe.
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