Moving away from the angst and towards the procrastination.
Today Graham asked me if I was ready for the AP test. I made a weird fist-pump-in-the-air-thing and declared I was born ready. Then I died inside. Ooohft. The very last template ever of my life is due in 3 hours and 48 minutes and I haven't even started it yet. Oh hell.
In other Very Unfortunate News, my French, Mme. Le Stupid hung the Very Unfortunate Cate Blanchett Doll up in the French room and then took points off of the project because of the extreme unfortunate-ness of her appearance. Oy vey. Also, Fish Boy got a Very Unfortunate Haircut which makes him look like a Very Unfortunate Baby, with veiny arms who wears sweater t-shirts. He tried to convince Hannah that he was in a gang. As you can imagine, it was Very Unfortunate.
Also: one week until my birthday - woo hoo (ish)! And ten days until I die the apocalypse the AP exam.
In other Very Unfortunate News, my French, Mme. Le Stupid hung the Very Unfortunate Cate Blanchett Doll up in the French room and then took points off of the project because of the extreme unfortunate-ness of her appearance. Oy vey. Also, Fish Boy got a Very Unfortunate Haircut which makes him look like a Very Unfortunate Baby, with veiny arms who wears sweater t-shirts. He tried to convince Hannah that he was in a gang. As you can imagine, it was Very Unfortunate.
Also: one week until my birthday - woo hoo (ish)! And ten days until I die the apocalypse the AP exam.