is it just me or are you all crazy?
I hate going on break. And I know that's the weirdest thing you've ever heard. But if you knew my reasons for hating break, you'd agree with me. Break sucks. Break sucks balls.
Anyway, that's not the point. Or maybe it is, I dunno.
I need money, I need a job. Both of which aren't really available until I'm not in school anymore.
So on Monday I got an email from my Comm teacher saying that i was missing two papers, one of which was a research paper and with those points I only had enough for an F in the class. My face went beet red with anger and fear. I sat down and wrote for three hours. So what if I used an old paper from high school, I got both papers in that were needed. Grades went in Tuesday. The teacher emailed me back saying that i had recieved a C in the class and that other than my propensity for lateness, there's no reason I should have to take Comm 1 over again. There's a lot more to that story, like the fact that my computer was being the most difficult it had ever been and none of the attempts to get my email through worked until by chance I managed to get it through...after tears and pain, and I'm not joking.
Alright, I think that's enough for now. My dad's a jackass.
Signing out--
~Megan
Anyway, that's not the point. Or maybe it is, I dunno.
I need money, I need a job. Both of which aren't really available until I'm not in school anymore.
So on Monday I got an email from my Comm teacher saying that i was missing two papers, one of which was a research paper and with those points I only had enough for an F in the class. My face went beet red with anger and fear. I sat down and wrote for three hours. So what if I used an old paper from high school, I got both papers in that were needed. Grades went in Tuesday. The teacher emailed me back saying that i had recieved a C in the class and that other than my propensity for lateness, there's no reason I should have to take Comm 1 over again. There's a lot more to that story, like the fact that my computer was being the most difficult it had ever been and none of the attempts to get my email through worked until by chance I managed to get it through...after tears and pain, and I'm not joking.
Alright, I think that's enough for now. My dad's a jackass.
Signing out--
~Megan