Oct 08, 2004 15:07
I am the smartest man alive. Let me explain why.
I took my history test last Wednesday and it was comprised of a multiple choice section and an essay section. The multiple choice section was scantron so we got that back on Friday and I got 19/20 points. The essay took awhile for the teacher to grade, so today (Friday) we got the essays back and I got 20/20. That is why I am the smartest man alive.
I E-mailed my teacher awhile back about how I struggle in history and it's not my best subject, but I seem to be doing fine. She E-mailed me and told me that my grades were some of the highest in the class. I am still going to schedule a meeting with her so we can talk about what I can do to become better at history in general. She's a cool lady.
I got one of my english papers back that I turned in to her a month ago and I got a 92 on that. I hate this class. I don't hate the teacher, I just hate what we're learning. It's stupid. I learned it in high school. I want to get out of the class. These high grades are helping me though, so I'm not complaining.
I have a pair of jeans with a huge ass hole on the right butt cheek part. Sometimes I'll wear shorts underneath just because and other times I'll wear just boxers because I can. I wear shorts under them today and I was talking towards my car and I hear this whistling, followed by an "OWWW!!" and I turn around and this girl that drove past me was whistling at me and my jeans. That was a nice little self-confidence booster. *note to self - wear jeans more often; possibly with thong... not really though*
One of my favorite quotes:
(Stephanie is bi-racial and I am white.)
Stephanie (reading my paper): "OH! Your dog's name is Oreo?"
Me: Yeah.
Stephanie: That used to be my nickname in high school!
I think that's about it. Class is good. I have a psychology test Wednesday and I did an outline in there for five extra credit points, so hopefully I can boost my grade some.